Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159: 159-Trusting Me Was Her Biggest Mistake

Gigi:

I tried very hard to get Jenna to open up. Some of it worked, and some of it didn’t, until I pointed out how much she was missing out.

She was a little heartbroken because she spent all her time glued to her grandmother. So I decided I’d have to give her a little alcohol to get her to open up.

And it seemed like it worked.

But what she said next shocked me.

She didn’t realize it, but she had accidentally given away her secret.

She had a crush on Theodore.

My entire mood soured.

"Someone just like him," she added, trying to hide the fact that she had immediately blurted out his name.

"Ah, right," I said with a smile.

My brother looked at me and raised an eyebrow, silently pointing out that she was aiming far too high.

I mean, she was a fucking nobody.

A jealous, stupid-ass bitch.

This was exactly why I never agreed with Lady Lucille taking in someone else’s family. Now they had such high hopes, actually believing they belonged here.

After that, she kept going on and on about how her ideal man should be like Theodore.

I couldn’t tell whether she was trying to fool herself or fool me.

Was it really because she kept saying, "someone like Theodore," instead of just admitting the truth?

All she really meant was that she wanted Theodore.

But by repeatedly saying "someone like him," she was trying to play it safe.

After that, I had absolutely no desire to keep talking to her.

I began wondering how my plan would work if she was so hopelessly in love with Theodore.

She had to participate willingly.

So how was I supposed to make that happen?

My brother seemed to have lost interest too.

The moment she mentioned Theodore’s name, Oliver’s mood soured as well.

He had been trying to charm her ever since we left, and I could tell he was disappointed that she hadn’t even considered him.

I mean, Oliver thought he was just like Theodore. A playboy.

At least, that’s what Oliver believed.

How was I supposed to tell him it wasn’t about being a playboy?

It was about Theodore being wild.

He wasn’t just a playboy.

His looks, his actions, his personality, everything about him was different.

That was what made him special.

But I didn’t say any of that to Oliver. It would only make him feel worse.

And I really needed him for this.

As soon as lunch ended, I started to panic.

How was I supposed to get Jenna back home?

"We have to sober her up."

I groaned.

So Oliver started driving around while I let Jenna sleep in the car for a while.

Her phone kept ringing over and over again.

I was afraid Grandma Lucille was getting impatient.

Then, all of a sudden, my phone started ringing.

It was Jaguar.

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