Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 126

Chapter 126: 126-Caught Red-Handed

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I had been losing my mind ever since Jaguar sent me that news.

I didn’t even sleep for a minute before dragging myself out of bed, heading into the bathroom, and standing under the shower until I was fully awake.

When I came back out, I grabbed my phone and texted Jaguar.

Me: Have you obtained it yet?

I hit send, biting the corner of my nail.

At the same time, I felt like I could fall asleep standing up.

His reply came almost immediately.

Jaguar: Not yet. He was away for a while, and we don’t even know if his security camera was working. I think he got back yesterday. But my grandma is coming today, so we have to go pick her up. It’s a whole thing. Don’t worry. We’ll get the footage, and that man will never come near you again.

After reading his message, I cracked my knuckles.

So today was my only chance to get that footage.

My heart started pounding.

Or maybe it was just the medication making me see stars despite the cloudy day.

Me: That’s okay. As long as we get the footage.

After sending the message, I looked toward my closet.

Somehow, it felt as though it was moving farther and farther away from me.

I shook my head and blinked a few times.

Finally, the closet stopped looking like it was drifting away.

After what felt like forever, I finally reached the closet and put on a black dress, a black hat, and a black trench coat.

Then I went into the kitchen and made myself a very strong cup of coffee.

After drinking it, my head felt even stranger. I couldn’t tell whether I was waking up or falling asleep.

By the time I stepped outside and locked the door behind me, my body no longer felt like it belonged to me.

The coffee had only made everything worse.

My eyes refused to stay focused for long, and the world kept tilting ever so slightly before settling back into place.

Yet I somehow made it to the street because today was my only chance to get the footage.

I hadn’t even cleaned my wounds that morning, so my entire body ached.

Everything was going wrong.

But it would all be worth it.

Every bit of pain would be worth it if I could get my hands on that footage and destroy it.

I stopped across from the flower shop and stared at it, blinking a few times to make sure I wasn’t imagining things.

For a terrifying moment, I wondered if I had fallen asleep back in my bed and was only dreaming that I was standing in front of the flower shop.

That would be a disaster.

The shutters were open, though. Someone was inside, moving between the shelves of flowers.

Relief washed over me, but it was dulled by the thick fog clouding my mind.

I stood there longer than I meant to, trying to gather myself before crossing the street, silently praying my legs would cooperate long enough for me to make it into the shop.

After that, I still had the hardest part of my mission ahead of me.

I kept both my hands in the pockets of my trench coat, hoping it would hide how badly they were shaking.

If I looked calm, maybe no one would notice how close I was to collapsing.

Taking a slow breath, I pushed the door open and stepped inside.

A little brass bell above the door chimed.

The shop smelled of fresh soil and flowers, with wooden shelves lined with colorful bouquets and potted plants.

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