Seducing My Ex's Father In Law Chapter 451

Chapter 451
Judy’s POV

“Why were Dad and Irene fighting earlier? I heard them yelling,” Matt asked during our tutoring session.

His words made me tense. I didn’t want to tell him the whole truth—it would only hurt him to know that his own sister had tried to poison him a few months ago. I had to shield him from that horrible reality. Irene already felt remorseful, and Matt wasn’t in any danger anymore, but if he ever found out, he’d never be able to trust her again.

“Just some differences,” I said with a shrug. “It’s nothing to worry about.”

He looked at me, a small frown tugging at his face.

“Differences?” he repeated. “They’ve disagreed before, but never like that. Something felt… off.”

I bit my lower lip and kept my eyes fixed on the coffee table.

“Irene made a mistake, a serious one, and it put people at risk. She regrets it, and it won’t happen again—but your dad’s understandably upset. They just need time to talk things through and figure out what’s best for everyone.”

Matt went quiet, thinking over my words.

“Oh,” he said softly. “It must’ve been really bad. You can’t tell me what happened?”

I sighed and shook my head.

“It’s better you don’t know right now,” I told him gently. “But your dad loves both of you. He’ll always do what he can to keep you safe.”

“Do you think he’s going to send Irene away?” he asked, worry flickering in his eyes.

I smiled and instinctively wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close. It wasn’t often that he needed this kind of comfort. He’s strong-willed, a great fighter, smart and capable. Sometimes I forget—he’s still just a kid. Almost eight years old, trying to follow in Gavin’s footsteps, but still a child with fears and worries like anyone else. He doesn’t want to see his family fall apart.
“Your dad would never do that,” I assured him. “Maybe if he thought Irene was a real threat, then yes, he might. But she’s not—and he knows that. Trust me, if she were truly dangerous, she wouldn’t be anywhere near this villa. Or the pack, for that matter. But she’s just in her room, reflecting on what she’s done. She’s not going anywhere. You don’t need to worry.”

He nodded, his small body relaxing a little.

The parlor door opened, and one of the villa maids walked in carrying a few shopping bags. She looked tired, but when she saw me, her face lit up with a warm smile.

“Miss Montague, I picked out a few outfits for you. I wasn’t sure which one would suit you best, so I got several options. They should all be your size, but we can make adjustments if needed. We only have a few hours, so we should try them on now and get you ready,” she said brightly.

I glanced at Matt. We hadn’t finished our tutoring session, and I really wanted to help him complete his homework. Plus, I didn’t want the truth slipping out, especially since these villa walls tend to whisper.

“I’m having dinner tonight with your father and your grandmother,” I told him.

He raised his eyebrows.

“My grandmother? Why?”

“She wants to have dinner,” I said simply.

He looked at me, puzzled, and then asked, “With you? My tutor?”

I nodded, searching for a reason that would make sense.

“Yes,” I replied. “She wants to meet the person who’s been tutoring her grandson,” I added, ruffling his hair playfully.

He seemed to consider that for a moment, his expression thoughtful. Then he nodded, accepting it.

“Will you be mad if I cut today’s session short?” I asked, feeling guilty for missing the last couple of sessions and now having to end this one early too.

He shook his head as he started packing up his things.

“No, my homework’s almost done,” he said. “I can finish the rest later. Enjoy your dinner.”

He stood up and gave me a quick wave before leaving the room. I looked up at the maid, who offered me a small smile.