Chosen By My Mate's Father-in-law novel Chapter 96

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[Jasmine's POV]

Delilah's face was as red as a tomato as she stared at Isabella with horror.

I crossed my arms and couldn't help but feel smug. Delilah hadn't expected that Gareth's daughter would be my friend and a witness to her nasty behavior.

"Oh, Isab-bella," Delilah stuttered. "I was just joking around." Her tone was unconvincing. "You know that I have Gareth's best interest at heart. I care so much about him. After…what happened with my cousin."

Isabella raised her eyebrows. Her mouth was in a thin, straight line. "Well, I hope that you weren't serious about trying to seduce my father. Because I know for a fact that he has zero interest in you. I hope that you won't make a fool of yourself at the gala by throwing yourself at him."

Delilah's mouth tightened, but she let out a forced, awkward laugh.

"I'm aware that your father and I are just friends." Her words hung in the air, and I could tell that Delilah desperately wanted to change that fact.

Jealousy burned within my heart at the thought of Delilah and Gareth dancing close together at the gala.

Then, Delilah turned to me, and I could see the hatred in her green eyes.

"That dress is so tacky anyway," she hissed. "I wouldn't wear it in a million years. I'll go to a different, more exclusive shop." She looked at Suzie. "Thanks for nothing."

Delilah stormed off. Even when she left the boutique, I could still hear the sound of her high heels clicking. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Once she was gone, the tension left Isabella's body as she let out a big sigh.

"I'm sorry about her, Jasmine." Isabella laid a hand on my arm. "She is delusional if she thinks she has a chance with my dad." Isabella paused, and a thoughtful look crossed her face. "Honestly, she's usually not that rude, but she's letting her desire to be my stepmom cloud her judgment. She can be really adamant about it." She shuddered. "It would have to be a cold day in hell for Michelle and me to allow that to happen." Isabella crossed her arms.

Her words comforted me.

"She didn't give me too much trouble. Honestly, she was meaner to poor Suzie over there." I gestured to the saleswoman who was over by a rack of gowns and looked slightly shaken. "And your dad did tell me about the situation with Delilah before."

Isabella's eyes widened. "He did? That's…surprising. My dad usually isn't that open about his personal life."

I shrugged. "We had a run-in with Delilah when Gareth took me to lunch a little while ago to discuss Michelle's tutoring. Delilah…" A blush spread across my cheeks. "She got the wrong idea about your dad and me."

Isabella nodded and rolled her eyes at Delilah's behavior.

"Well, I'm starving. What do you say we get a bite to eat?" she offered, thankfully changing the topic of the conversation.

"Don't you still have to pick out a dress for the gala?"

Isabella's face brightened, and she pointed to a dark blue gown that was hanging up behind the register. "I forgot that I tried that on months ago, and it's the perfect fit."

I smiled. "It will match your eyes perfectly," I said, glad that she found a dress she loved.

With Suzie's help, I changed out of the dress and back into my regular clothes. As soon as the gown slid off my body, I felt a loss deep in my stomach. But it wasn't like I could wear the dress forever.

With apprehension, I walked up to the counter so Suzie could ring up our dresses. As she tapped her screen, Isabella took out her wallet and smiled at me.

But my stomach dropped when I saw the screen and noticed that my dress cost three times as much as Isabella's.