Seducing My Ex's Father In Law Chapter 462

Gavin’s POV

I couldn’t remember the last time I actually came to visit my sister. Usually, I’d send one of my guys to check in and report back on how she was doing. A part of me wanted to turn around and go home; I shouldn’t have let my mother get under my skin like this. But knowing Cassandra wanted to see Matthew was driving me crazy. There was no way in hell I’d ever let her near him again—not after what she did when he was just a baby. She gave up every right to him the moment she ran off with that monster.

Catherine glanced up at me through her glasses and nodded while typing something into her computer. She kept a log of all the patients and whether they could have visitors at any given time. Some visitors acted out and ended up with their visitation rights revoked temporarily. I wasn’t surprised that my sister might fall into that category.

After a moment, Catherine nodded again and stood up from her desk.

“I’ll go get her. You can wait in the visitor lounge,” she said. “Do you need security in the room with you?”

“No, I can handle my own sister,” I muttered, heading toward the door marked Visitor Lounge.

She nodded and walked off toward the inpatient center.

“They’ll be stationed outside the door. Cassandra Landry is… unpredictable,” she added as she disappeared through the double doors.

She didn’t need to tell me that. Cassandra had always been unpredictable.

I sighed and stepped into the visitor lounge. The room was cozy, set up like a small living room—minus the TV. A few comfortable couches, some chairs, a large bookshelf, a water bubbler in the corner, a mini fridge with a microwave on top, and a big window that looked out over the facility garden. Long, flowing curtains brushed the floor, matching the room’s soft, calming color scheme.

My palms were damp, and I wiped them on my pants. I wasn’t sure why I felt so nervous. I never got nervous, but here I was, sweating like crazy. It was ridiculous. I was here for one reason and one reason only: to tell Cassandra she couldn’t see Matthew.

I sat down, forcing myself to stop pacing like a lunatic.

I waited. It felt like forever—she might’ve been asleep. It was kind of late.

Finally, the door opened. Cassandra walked in with a guard behind her. He said something that made her roll her eyes, but I didn’t catch it. My attention was locked on her face, her body. She looked healthy, just like Mom had said. But that didn’t mean I trusted her. I didn’t care if she was clean—she still wasn’t getting near Matthew. She wore casual clothes, and her hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail.

The guard closed the door behind her, leaving us alone. Her eyes met mine as if she hadn’t expected to see me, and I saw the surprise flash across her face. Clearly, no one had told her who she’d be meeting.

“Gavin?” she whispered. “You came…”

I stood up, already feeling my blood start to boil.

“Yeah,” I said, my tone sharper than I meant. “I thought it was time we talked.”

She nodded, looking around the room briefly before her gaze returned to mine. I saw the hope flicker and fade.

“Is Matthew here too?” she asked, her voice laced with cautious optimism.

“No, he’s not,” I replied, unable to hide the irritation in my voice. “That’s what I came to talk to you about.”

Her expression dropped for a split second before she collected herself and nodded.

“Okay,” she breathed. “Then let’s sit down.”

She walked over to one of the chairs and eased into it. I sat back down on the couch I’d been using earlier.

“I’m guessing you talked to Mom,” she said, her eyes meeting mine.

I nodded.
“Yeah. Just had dinner with her,” I said quietly. “She never changes.”

Cassie snorted.
“That’s an understatement. She’s such a meddler. But… I’m glad she talked to you. I’ve been wanting to reach out myself… but I was so afraid you’d just ignore my calls.”