Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179: 179-Always On My Mind

Jaguar:

"Not in a bad way," I added quickly.

I didn’t want her to think I was disrespecting her by saying something so indecent about her scent.

I knew Gigi wouldn’t like it.

She was very strict about boundaries.

"But Gigi, you idiot. You’re not supposed to follow someone just because they take you somewhere."

I was upset with her, not because she was stupid, but because she was so naive.

"Listen, let Jenna do whatever she wants. She’s an adult. If she knows what she’s doing, that’s her choice. But you do not get involved in anything like that. Do you hear me? I don’t want you going to parties like that."

Gigi nodded, looking innocently lost.

"But what about Jenna? I don’t think she should be doing those things either."

She pouted, making me laugh.

I had just told her to mind her own business, and here she was, worrying about someone else again.

"I’ll speak to her."

The moment I said that, Gigi immediately sat up straight and shook her head, her hands flying to her face.

"No. A man talking to a woman about private things is really inappropriate," she warned, pointing her bony finger at me.

I laughed at how protective she was of women and their boundaries.

"Okay, fine," I replied, raising my hands in surrender.

"I’ll do it. I’ll do it nicely," Gigi mumbled, still looking adorably lost as her eyes wandered around.

"Yes, I’ll do it."

She finally seemed to make up her mind.

I leaned forward, rested my chin on my fist, and watched her.

"What?" she asked.

She waved a hand in front of my face, trying to snap me out of it, her cheeks turning red from me staring at her for so long.

"You’re just so adorable, Gigi. But I don’t want anyone taking advantage of that innocence."

I pulled myself closer and wrapped an arm around her.

She immediately tucked herself against my chest and settled comfortably in my arms.

It was strangely fulfilling.

Gigi was someone incredibly close to my heart.

Someone I could trust with anything.

Yet there was one person I couldn’t talk to her about.

Verity.

My mind was stuck on Verity.

Even with Gigi in my arms, when I was supposed to be there for her as a friend, I couldn’t stop thinking about that lonely girl who had no one to guide her onto the right path.

After Gigi and I parted ways, I decided to visit her neighborhood.

I wanted to speak with Mrs. Baker, ask her a few more questions, and pay her for, well, spying on Verity.

When I got there, I realized Verity hadn’t returned yet.

But before she arrived, Roman had been waiting at her door.

I stayed in Mrs. Baker’s apartment, looking out the window and watching him stand there with a bouquet of flowers and boxes of chocolates, as though those things could erase the pain he had caused her.

"I really don’t like that guy."

A voice came from behind me.

I mentally slapped myself.

There was another problem.

It was Mrs. Baker’s daughter.

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