Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 627

Chapter 627: My Help

Olivia’s POV

I stared at him.

"She... spoke?" I whispered.

Adrian nodded slowly. "Yes."

My curiosity peaked. "What did she say?"

"She was at the gala last night," he explained softly. "I brought her with me. I didn’t think much of it. She usually keeps to herself, doesn’t talk, doesn’t react to anyone."

He swallowed.

"But when the music started... and you stepped onto the dance floor..."

My breath caught.

"She was the little girl," he continued, "the one standing near the stage. The one who kept staring at you."

I suddenly remembered.

A small girl with dark curls and wide eyes, clutching a stuffed toy, watching me the whole time.

"She tugged on my sleeve," Adrian said. "I thought she wanted to leave. But instead..."

His voice softened.

"She pointed at you."

My brows furrowed.

"And for the first time since her mother died," he said quietly, "she spoke."

I leaned forward without realizing it. "What did she say?"

Adrian’s lips parted, his eyes shining with emotion.

"She said, ’Daddy... dance with her.’"

The words hit me like a wave.

"She pointed straight at you, Olivia," he went on. "Straight at you."

My chest tightened.

"She hasn’t said a single word in three years," he whispered. "Not to me. Not to doctors. Not to the healers. Not to anyone."

I swallowed hard. "And she spoke... because of me?"

"I don’t know why," Adrian said. "But something about you reached her. Something gentle. Something safe."

Silence fell between us.

"My daughter thinks you’re special," Adrian continued softly. "Ever since the gala... she hasn’t spoken again. It was like whatever opened inside her closed right back up."

A tight knot formed in my chest.

"The healers," he went on, "and the doctors... they don’t understand it. But they all said the same thing."

I lifted my eyes to him. "What?"

"That you are our only hope."

The words settled heavily between us.

"They believe whatever made her speak that night was connected to you," Adrian said quietly. "Your presence. Your voice. Your energy. Something about you made her feel safe enough to come back to the world, even if it was just for one moment."

I swallowed hard.

"That’s why I’m here," he said, finally letting the truth spill out. "Not because of romance. Not because of bonds or politics. I’m here because my daughter needs you."

He stood up slowly, then did something that shocked me.

He bowed his head.

An Alpha King... bowing to me.

"Please, Olivia," he said, his voice rough with emotion. "Meet her. Talk to her. Sit with her. Even if it’s only once. Even if it’s only twice. The healers will watch. They’ll study how she reacts when she’s around you."

I rose to my feet without realizing it. "Adrian—"

"She is my life," he cut in softly. "She is all I have left of my wife. When she stopped speaking, it was like I lost them both."

His eyes were wet now.

"I don’t care what you want in return," he said. "Money. Land. Protection. A favor from a king. Whatever you ask, it’s yours. Just... give me my daughter back."

The room felt too small.

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