Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 252

Chapter 252: 252-Panic Attack

Gigi:

"No, it’s fine. I get it. Your grandmother definitely telepathed you, right?" I remarked, sucking in a deep breath.

"Come inside with me. It’s nothing like what you’re thinking." Ragnar tried to approach me, but I pulled away from him again.

I didn’t even know why it was hurting me so much.

I didn’t want a stalker. I had no interest in that.

But now the news had already spread everywhere, or was about to.

The stalker everyone thought was after the Alpha King’s girlfriend was actually after his secretary.

Because she was so special that the brothers had lied to me again and again just so they could go and protect her.

And now, because she had been bullied, they wanted to start an investigation into my own brother.

I could see my entire throne, everything I had worked for, shattering before my eyes.

And the worst part was that it wasn’t happening all at once, with one sudden blow.

It was like a wall slowly crumbling, one small piece at a time.

And somehow, that hurt even more.

"I’m just—I’m just sad because do you guys have any idea how lonely you made me feel the other night by hiding everything from me?" I said, not even realizing I was showing such pathetic emotions.

I usually kept myself very calm in front of them so they wouldn’t think I was a burden.

But I guessed this was where they had started to think I couldn’t be hurt.

This was when they had started taking me for granted.

Because they thought I would never mind.

So they thought it was okay, they could treat me however the fuck they wanted to.

"I was completely alone after I had planned an event for you guys. For your people," I continued, pointing toward the garden. "I stood there all alone," I added, gulping back my tears. "You were sick. You weren’t in the mood. And you just lied to me and left."

I pointed first at Jaguar and Theodore, then at Ragnar.

"Gigi, you need to calm down." Ragnar immediately approached me, and this time, he held my hand, refusing to let go.

"No, Ragnar, please. I need to be alone right now because I think it’s getting to be too much for me. I think this place is getting too crowded. I’m not needed anymore."

With that, I slipped my hand free from his.

I began to feel my throat tightening.

I was having trouble breathing, and I didn’t want to break down sobbing like this in front of them.

But what could I do? I couldn’t hold it back anymore.

Suddenly, my tears spilled over, and my breathing became ragged.

"She’s having an anxiety attack," Theodore muttered through clenched teeth as he rushed over and wrapped an arm around me.

I slapped his arm away.

"No, please," I managed with great difficulty.

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