Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302: 302-Before, I Was Jealous. Now, They Are.

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"Chase you?" Theodore asked, making me step back so I could look at both of them.

They now stood shoulder to shoulder, watching my face.

"Oh no, it’s just, um, I had a dream," I lied, my eyes drifting up toward the light behind them as I tried to think of an excuse.

But I couldn’t exactly say I’d had a dream when I was coming out of Ragnar’s bedroom.

"Um, I’m glad to see you’re back."

Then I changed the subject to what really mattered.

They had the nerve to come here and stand in front of me after spending time with none other than Gigi.

If Jaguar thought I’d forgotten, he was wrong.

I remembered the way he’d spoken to me earlier.

So when it came to Gigi, he could speak to me however the fuck he liked, but then expect me to act normal because it was Gigi, as if I had any obligation to her.

I mean, of course they thought I did.

The fact that he was setting that boundary made me realize that, deep down, these brothers still thought I owed Gigi for what my brother had done to her.

"Yeah, we had to eventually come back home. Did you think we’d left forever?"

There was a weird sternness in Theodore’s voice.

I kept studying both their faces before tilting my head and folding my arms across my chest with a scoff.

"I’ll be in my room," I said, and it wasn’t an invitation.

No, they knew that too.

As I walked past them, I made sure they knew that every single one of them could go suck balls.

I started walking away, only stopping briefly to see what they were doing.

They were heading toward their brother’s room.

So maybe they were going to talk about what had happened with Gigi, or why she was upset, because I’d heard she was upset.

I wandered farther ahead and around the living room.

I guess nobody was going to sleep tonight.

It was already around two, so I wasn’t sure how many more hours it would be before the brothers finally returned to their bedrooms.

But I was anxious.

I wanted to know what was going on with Gigi too.

After waiting a few minutes, I decided to walk back toward the hallway.

It was a very dangerous game I was playing.

My steps faltered when I remembered Ragnar’s words.

He knew about me helping Jenna, and even though he could have called me out at any time, he had waited.

I hated that about Ragnar.

Whenever he figured something out, he never confronted anyone.

He waited for them to come to him, and only then would he confront them.

That was the messiest part because if someone never thought to talk to him about it, he would just keep it all in his head and hurt himself over whatever version of the situation he believed.

So I stopped.

I wasn’t sure whether he would figure out that I’d been outside his door too.

I turned around and started walking back toward my room, rubbing my hands together anxiously the entire way.

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