Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law novel Chapter 54

Chapter 0054

Judy’s POV

The house was quiet when I returned home after having dinner at Gavin’s house. It was always quiet these days.

The house felt so empty with my mother hiding away in her room, not a sound to be made. I put my coat on the hook and made my way upstairs. I paused outside of her bedroom door which was down the hall from

my room. There was no light on, and I wasn’t even sure if she would be awake, but I needed to see her. I needed to make sure that she was alright.

I grabbed the door handle and twisted it, pushing the door open gently. The door creaked as it moved, and I winced at how dark and smelly it was. It was clear she hadn’t moved from the bed in a long while.

Taking a deep breath, I turned on the light in her dark room and stepped inside.

“Mom?” I asked, looking around the mess of a room. My eyes landed on her form on the bed and my chest tightened even more.

Panic seized me as I ran towards her bed, not knowing if she was breathing or not. I put my hand on her back and felt for any sign of movement, indicating that she was in fact breathing. When my hand rose and fell, I sighed out of relief.

“Mom?” I said again, this time giving her a gentle shake. “Have you eaten anything at all today?”

I already knew the answer because the food I made for her this morning remained untouched on her nightstand.

She lifted her head and her eyes, unfocused, looked at me.

“Oh, hey, Judy,” she said sleepily. “When did you get here?”

“A little while ago,” I told her. “I’m worried about you. You haven’t left your room in days and the food that I’ve been leaving you every morning and night has been untouched. I need you to get out of bed and eat something.”

“I’m not very hungry,” she murmured as she rested her head back on her pillow.

I sighed, running my fingers through my hair.

“You need to eat something, Mom. Dad wouldn’t want this for you,” I told her. She flinched at my mention of my father. “I went to see him earlier today!”

She raised her gaze to meet mine once again.

“You saw your father?” She asked.

I nodded.

“He’s doing well,” I lied; I couldn’t tell her that when

saw him, he was beaten black and blue. I couldn’t

Tell her about the sadness and fear hidden in his eyes. Please come downstairs with me and eat something…”

I whipped around and gasped when Ethan walked in, shutting the door behind him.

“What is wrong with you? Get up,” he ordered, forcing me away from the orange juice. I didn’t have enough strength to fight him or tell him off. I scurried away from the juice, as he grabbed some napkins and got to work cleaning my mess. I wiped at the tears still lingering in my eyes and watched in silence as he finished cleaning the floor.

He stood to his feet and poured the glass of orange juice before putting the bottle back in the fridge.

He offered me his hand, which I hesitantly took, and then he pulled me to my feet.

“What are you doing here, Ethan?” I asked him, folding my arms across my chest.

“Saving you apparently. What are you doing on the floor?”

“I spilled some juice, and I was cleaning it,” I murmured; he could see through my lie right away though.