Chapter 415

**Chapter 415**
**Judy’s POV**
**+25 BONUS**

Nan walked back into the room with a dazed look on her face. I squinted at her, knowing she wanted to sneak a peek at Chester and Harper to see what they were talking about.

Harper looked at me with a strange expression on her face. It was a mix of fear, pain, and maybe a hint of happiness. I couldn’t quite figure out what she was thinking. Just as I was about to ask her, Harper started walking down the path.

She walked down the hallway with her things in her hands. When she saw us all staring at her, she stopped. Her cheeks turned bright red. She looked down at the ground for a moment, biting her lower lip. Then, she glanced up at me.

“I’ll be seeing you,” she said.

“I’m sorry for causing such a scene,” she said simply.

I didn’t know how to respond, so I just nodded and watched as she left the mansion. A few minutes later, Chester came back into the living room, looking a bit uneasy.

He ran his fingers through his messy blonde hair and gave me a small smile.

“It’s been handled,” he said honestly. “She won’t cause any more problems.”

I nodded in thanks to him, feeling relieved.

Chester’s eyes were focused on Nan’s face. He noticed a worried look on her expression, which made him crease his brows in concern.

“Are you okay?” Chester asked, narrowing his eyes at her.

Nan bit her lip and nodded, but her face showed that she wasn’t entirely convinced.

She wasn’t okay. Something she saw or overheard had upset her. Chester didn’t seem to believe her either, but when he looked over at us, he understood that this wasn’t something Nan wanted to talk about in front of him.

Chester sighed, realizing it was time for him to leave.

“Okay, well, I’m going to head to bed then,” he said softly. “It’s pretty late.”

We all nodded and wished him goodnight as he walked down the hallway. We could hear the sound of his door opening and closing as he settled in for the night.

The sound of the door clicking shut echoed through the room. Nan’s body finally relaxed a little, but she still looked tense as she settled onto the couch next to me.

“Nan?” I asked, raising my eyebrows as I looked at her face.

“What happened? What did you hear?”

Nan was still trying to understand what was going on, but she spoke so quietly that I had to lean in to hear her.

“He’s in love with me…” she whispered. “He’s…”

“I can’t believe he actually loves me,” I said, feeling a mix of shock and excitement.

“What?” I gasped, glancing at Sammy, who looked just as surprised as I felt.

“I overheard him telling her that he loves me and that he chooses me…” I continued, my heart racing.

She whispered softly.

“That’s huge,” Sammy gasped. “Do you feel the same way about him?”

“It’s too soon to tell,” she replied, shaking her head. “I don’t know how I feel yet.”

“That’s okay,” I said, wrapping my arm around her shoulders. “You don’t have to know how to feel just yet. Take your time. I doubt Chester is going anywhere. I mean, he confessed…”

“to loving you. He’ll wait for you. He’s your mate after all.”

“When did our lives get so messy?” Nan whispered as she rested her head on my shoulder.

I let out a soft chuckle. “I don’t know, Nan. It’s just part of life, I guess.”

“I have no idea,” I admitted.

“I vote that we forget about those stupid boys and just enjoy girls’ night,” Sammy suggested, raising her glass of wine with a bright and hopeful smile.

I smiled back at Nan as I picked up my wine, just as she grabbed hers. We raised our glasses in the air and cheered before taking slow, steady sips of our drinks.

“To girl’s night!” I said.

**Gavin’s POV**

The mansion was quiet when…

I walked in. It was past midnight, and I could hear the soft snoring of one of the girls on the couch. Judy was sprawled out on one couch, while Nan was curled up on the loveseat. Sammy lay on the other couch, fast asleep. The room was quiet, filled with a peaceful stillness, and their empty plates from dinner were scattered around.

A bottle of wine sat on the coffee table.

I walked over to Judy and gently brushed a strand of hair from her face. She wore her hair in a messy bun and had on a long T-shirt that covered most of her body.

She stirred slightly when I touched her, and as her eyes fluttered open, they widened in surprise when she saw me. Slowly, she sat up, narrowing her gaze.

“Gavin?” she whispered, looking around at the others in the room.

I wanted to make sure they were still asleep. Then I heard a voice ask, “What are you doing here?”

To be honest, I had no idea why I was there. I was lying in bed, trying to sleep, but somehow I ended up in this situation.

I suddenly found myself standing in the mansion, feeling desperate for a taste of her. Just before that, I had been asleep.