Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 233

Chapter 233: 233-Why So Cold Alpha King Ragnar?

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"We were studying until late. Then I realized what time it was and argued with my friends because they didn’t tell me how late it had gotten. And yes, she slapped me, but I slapped her first. So there’s nothing to worry about, nothing to talk about. There’s no drama or anything."

Even as she spoke, her voice cracked.

The smile on her lips while she rambled was fake too.

I felt so bad for her.

Something major was going on in her life, something she couldn’t bring herself to share with anyone.

"Look, Jenna, if you tell me, I might be able to help you," I insisted, moving to sit down beside her.

She immediately straightened her back, making me stop midway.

"Thank you so much for bringing me breakfast. You didn’t have to, though. I’d like to eat my food and then sit down to study, if you’re done talking—"

That was her way of telling me to get the fuck out.

I took a deep breath and shook my head.

"Fine, I’m leaving. But Jenna, hiding it from me won’t help. I just want you to know that whatever it is, I’ll help you."

I left the offer there, then turned around and walked out of her room.

I walked outside and asked a maid where Alpha King Ragnar was.

Apparently, he was in the garden behind his bedroom, so I decided to find him and request at least two days off because Roman was blowing up my phone.

It didn’t seem like he would wait much longer, so I had to leave soon.

"Um, can I have a moment if you’re not busy?" I requested from behind Ragnar as I stepped into his garden.

His garden, however, was rather dark.

There was an angel sculpture in the middle, with tiny sculptures and figurines scattered around it.

They were just weird, to be honest.

Stepping into his garden made me feel like I had entered hell.

Something about this place didn’t feel right.

A garden was supposed to give you a fresh feeling, so why did his feel like somebody had died here?

I carefully examined my surroundings before noticing Ragnar sitting on a bench with a table in front of him and files scattered across it.

"What is it?" he demanded.

His tone was enough of a hint that I wasn’t welcome to bother him with anything unimportant.

"Um, I was hoping to take at least two days off," I began, but Ragnar shook his head before I could finish.

He didn’t even look up at me.

"No. Something important has come up," he stated, causing me to bite the inside of my cheek.

"Is it the monster killings?" I questioned.

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