Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 334

Chapter 334: 334-She Decided To Leave

Jaguar:

Ever since I had seen Verity trembling, clutching her blanket as she tried to lower herself to the floor, then squeezing herself into the narrow space between the bed and the bedside table when she had nowhere else to go, I had been restless.

The whole incident kept replaying in my head.

Even when Theodore and I called Gigi into the room and tried to deal with everything, my mind kept drifting back to Verity.

Eventually, Theodore excused himself and left, but I still couldn’t concentrate on Gigi.

"You know, I feel like I’m so broken. Everything has changed. I feel like everyone is going to hate me," Gigi complained, crying as she buried her face in her hands.

"I just wish you two had at least told me you were investigating him. I would’ve helped you catch him myself, but humiliating our family like this wasn’t right," she cried again.

I watched her in silence.

It wasn’t that I didn’t understand her pain. The problem was that her brother was the reason Verity had suffered.

Gigi had every right to be upset.

Anyone would be devastated to discover that a brother they loved so deeply had turned out to be such a bastard.

She needed time to mourn the relationship she thought she had with him.

But what was I supposed to do?

I couldn’t get Verity out of my head.

"You gonna say something?" Gigi asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I looked up at her and shook my head.

"I don’t know what to say. I’m still so shocked. Who would’ve thought Oliver would turn out this way?"

It had become my default response whenever I realized I had zoned out.

I had practically rehearsed it in my head so that if anyone asked me something while I wasn’t really listening, especially when I couldn’t focus on what they were saying, I could just give them that answer.

"Anyway, you should go talk to Ragnar. Stay with him. He’ll comfort you," I suggested as I rose from the chair.

My whole body ached. Maybe I was coming down with a fever too.

But the real problem was my head. It felt like it was about to split open.

Verity had suffered so much, while all this time, we had been enjoying ourselves at parties and living as though nothing was wrong.

The worst part was that I couldn’t even bring myself to face her.

The guilt was so overwhelming that I couldn’t even think about Gigi properly.

"Okay, but I’ll come to you when I need you, okay?" Gigi said, approaching me and suddenly wrapping her arms around my waist.

But I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t even take my hands out of my pockets. I didn’t hug her back.

She pulled away and looked at me, annoyance flashing in her eyes.

I could only give her a weak, broken smile.

It wasn’t until I watched her walk through the door that I realized what I had done.

I should have hugged her back.

She was my friend. She was my Gigi, my closest friend.

And yet somehow, even while thinking about Gigi, my mind had wandered straight back to Verity, the woman I loved so much.

The realization hit me all at once.

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