Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law novel Chapter 558

Gavin’s POV

“Are you seriously avoiding her?” Taylor asked, folding his arms across his chest. “It’s been almost 2 weeks since you found out about Rachel’s pregnancy, and you haven’t talked to Judy yet?”

I ran my fingers through my hair, my frustration levels growing with each passing second. It’s been a hell of a two weeks, too. I had barely slept, and I’ve only eaten scraps, my appetite was shit. My thoughts were overwhelming me, and my investigation work had been exhausting.

If Rachel truly was playing a con like I suspected, she was good at her job. Every security footage, every scrap of fucking evidence… everything ounce of proof I could possibly get my hands on, it’s all been void and deleted. She’s good at covering her prints, I will give her that.

“I can’t face her until I know the truth,” I said, feeling a headache forming at my temple. The thought of Judy made my heart ache. I couldn’t look her in the eyes and see the hurt when she found out about Rachel’s pregnancy. I couldn’t let this terrible thing get to her because I knew with certainty that it would destroy her. I couldn’t be the reason for her heart to break… not again.

And yet, I craved her touch. I craved her taste. Every second that Judy isn’t in my arms drives both me and my wolf even crazier. I’ve been more temperamental than usual, snapping at everyone, including my Beta and Head Gamma.

Rachel has been trying to cling to me, and though I’ve been entertaining her to keep her close and unaware, her touch disgusts me.

I’ve been careful not to mention anything to Matt or Irene about the pregnancy because I didn’t want it getting back to Judy. I needed to find evidence that this baby wasn’t mine… or that Rachel wasn’t truly pregnant, and then I could face Judy again.

“What if you don’t like the truth when you find it?” Taylor asked, raising his brows. “What if Rachel isn’t playing some kind of game and she’s telling the truth. What if this baby is—”

“Don’t fucking say it,” I growl, my wolf on edge.

He held up his hands in surrender.