Seducing My Ex's Father In Law

Chapter 743 Gavin's POV "Hey..." I said softly, as Judy's eyes opened. She looked disoriented for a moment before she finally registered that it was me, and then her body relaxed. I could tell she was having a nightmare; she was murmuring something in her sleep that I couldn't figure out, and she was tossing and turning, despite my efforts to calm her. "Hey," she whispered in return, her voice barely audible over the racing sounds of her heart. I bent and kissed her lips lightly. It's been several hours since we returned home from the clinic, and only about an hour since our bath.

I took her out of the bath, wrapped her in a warm towel, and then tucked her into our shared bed, all while she slept. She was peaceful for a little while, until about 30 minutes ago, when she started to toss and 'turn. I brushed a strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear. "Was it a nightmare?" I asked, not wanting to pry, but needing to know if she was okay. I could tell she was still barely awake, and I wanted her to sleep as much as she could. There was a tray of ---- water beside her on the bedside table, thanks to Irene, so I poured her glass and brought it to her lips.

She took a small sip before resting her head back on the pillow. "Yeah..." she replied, but then she paused as if she was thinking about it. "Maybe... I'm not entirely sure. Maybe it wasn't. I didn't feel like I was in any danger, but..." Her voice trailed off, and it didn't seem like she was going to say more. "It's okay... we can talk in the morning," I assured her. "Just get some sleep." She nodded as she closed her eyes. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep, and I held her a bit longer to ensure that her nightmares stayed away. But I couldn't bring myself to join her in sleep.

them on. I looked at Judy's peaceful face one last time before leaving the room, quietly shutting the door behind me. I found myself standing outside my father's old office. The one I'd left untouched for years. When I inherited the villa after his

I created my own office out of the unused rooms and built my own master suite. The maids and the other staff knew to leave this room alone, so nobody had been in it since my father. I feared what I might find on the other side of this door. The door creaked when I opened it. The room smelled faintly of leather and dust. His desk, sleek walnut, polished,

bones laid in rows. At first, they looked like ordinary contracts, financial reports, and legal documents. But then, tucked behind a false back, I found something else. Articles and ledgers. The papers were old, the ink faded, but legible. Transactions, shipments,

Moon Gem. Source obscured. Reclassified as Landry property. I stared at it until the letters blurred. It was true... All this time. My father knew the gem wasn't ours by right. He's taken