Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338: 338-Confession Of My Love

Theodore:

As I drove back home, memories of Gigi kept flooding my mind. Her laughter, the way she talked, everything.

I had treated her terribly.

But what was I supposed to do?

I couldn’t have left Verity.

If I could go back to last night and find myself standing between Gigi and Verity again, what would I do?

I kept thinking about that question until I reached home and stepped into the living room.

My gaze drifted toward the wing where Verity’s room was.

I stood there silently for a moment before slowly heading in that direction.

And that was when I finally had my answer.

If I were given the same choice again, I would do exactly what I had done before.

I wouldn’t leave Verity alone.

It wasn’t my fault.

Gigi had Ragnar. The fact that they ended up arguing was different, and even then, Gigi had made a mistake.

It wasn’t some unforgivable crime, but in her innocence, she had involved too many people in trying to find out what Ragnar was doing.

If she had simply trusted us, maybe things wouldn’t have escalated this far.

But there was no point thinking about what could have happened differently now.

Gigi was missing, and every one of us was worried.

As soon as I entered the wing, I wasn’t sure whether it was right to bother her at that hour.

Morning had already arrived, and we had spent almost the entire night outside.

I decided not to disturb her too much, so I had just turned around to leave when I heard her voice coming from behind me.

"Theodore?"

She said my name with such innocent softness that I couldn’t stop myself from turning back.

When I did, I found her staring at me with those beautiful wide eyes.

"Theodore, what happened?" she asked, walking toward me. "Where were you all night?"

At first, I just stood there silently, staring at her.

Then I dropped to my knees and wrapped my arms around her waist, pressing my face against her stomach as I started to cry.

"What’s going on?" she asked, immediately sounding worried as she ran her fingers through my hair.

Then she knelt down, loosening my arms from around herself so we could be at eye level.

One hand rested on my shoulder while the other rubbed gently over my chest. She leaned closer, studying my face.

"What happened? What’s going on? Tell me. Why are you crying like this?"

Her hand moved to my cheek, caressing it softly.

"I can’t choose anyone else but you," I told her. "And I would make the same choice again and again."

Her eyes widened.

"Come on. Get up. Let’s go to my room," she urged, helping me to my feet before anyone else could wake up and see us.

She pulled me into her bedroom and locked the door behind us.

Then she made me sit on the bed and settled so close to me that she was almost in my lap.

"What’s going on with you? Why are you so upset? Did something happen?" she kept asking, her eyes fixed on my face as though she had never seen me like this before.

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