Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 637

Chapter 637: Stalking

Lennox’s POV

She set her water glass down and walked past me, her shoulder brushing mine—a deliberate, lingering contact that told me she wasn’t as indifferent as she claimed.

I watched her go, the silence of the kitchen feeling heavier than ever. I had the boys. I had my brothers. But as I stood there alone, I realized that without Olivia’s heart fully back in this house, I was just living in a very expensive, very crowded tomb.

I went to the sink and splashed cold water on my face. I needed to be sharp. I needed to see Aurora.

I found her in the hallway near the guest wing, Levi and Louis standing awkwardly a few feet away. She looked pale, her hands trembling as she clutched a shawl around her shoulders.

"Lennox," she whispered, her eyes wide with that familiar, broken look that had made us all so protective of her in the first place. "I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to cause trouble between you guys and Olivia. I can leave. I’ll find a hotel—"

"No one is going to a hotel, Aurora," I said, my voice firm but not unkind. "But things are changing. Olivia is the heart of this family, and she’s been feeling like a guest. That stops now. This wing is yours. You’re welcome at dinner, and you’re welcome in the gardens. But the boys’ rooms and our private quarters... those are for family only."

Aurora nodded quickly, a look of profound guilt crossing her face. "I understand. I really do. She’s... she’s wonderful, Lennox. I never wanted to take her place."

"You couldn’t even if you tried," I said, perhaps a bit too sharply.

I turned to my brothers. "Get her settled. I’m going to check on the boys one last time."

As I walked away, I felt their eyes on my back. I knew they thought I was being harsh, but they hadn’t seen Olivia’s face in the study. They hadn’t felt her heart breaking against mine on the kitchen counter.

I reached the boys’ room and cracked the door. They were all asleep, piled together in a heap of limbs and blankets. But Olivia wasn’t there.

I walked back to my room, the silence of the mansion mocking me. My skin felt too tight, my mind racing with everything I wanted to say but couldn’t. I needed to move. I needed the cold to snap me out of this spiral.

I grabbed a towel and headed down to the indoor pool area. It was late, the glass-walled room lit only by the soft, blue underwater LEDs.

As I pushed the heavy glass doors open, I froze.

Olivia was there. She hadn’t left. She was sitting at the far edge of the pool, her back to me, her legs submerged in the water up to her knees. Her silhouette was framed by the moonlight streaming through the skylight.

She heard the door click and spun around, her eyes widening in surprise before they immediately narrowed into a frown.

"Are you stalking me now, Lennox?" she asked, her voice echoing off the tile.

I scoffed, partly out of relief that she was still here and partly because of her immediate defensiveness. "Stalking you? No. I’m going for a swim. I actually thought you’d left already."

"I’m still here," she snapped, turning back to look at the water. "I’m here. Now you should leave. I wanted to be alone."

"The pool is big enough for both of us," I countered, walking toward the opposite end. "I’ll stay on my side. I won’t even look at you if that’s what it takes."

She rolled her eyes, a sharp, dismissive movement. "Unbelievable."

I didn’t give her a chance to keep arguing. I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it onto a lounge chair, then kicked off my pants. Standing there in just my boxers, I took a breath and dove headfirst into the deep end.

The cold water was a shock to my system, exactly what I needed. I broke the surface and shook the hair out of my eyes, looking across the blue expanse. She was still sitting there, staring at me with an unreadable expression, her toes cutting tiny ripples into the surface of the water.

"Fine," she muttered, though I barely heard her over the sound of the water. "Stay on your side."

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