Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42: 42-Cannot Compete Verity

Jaguar:

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Rochelle asked, sitting beside me in the passenger seat.

"No," I responded, making small talk.

To be honest, I was really sleepy.

I hadn’t slept well at Verity’s place last night.

I had stayed awake on the couch, waiting for her to wake up and come out.

Maybe she’d talk to me, or maybe she’d see that I had been guarding her all night so she could finally feel safe and secure.

"Okay, at this point you are supposed to ask me if I have a boyfriend," she joked.

She was trying to lighten the mood, but when I didn’t smile back, she fell silent.

I really needed some peace and quiet at that moment.

I was only dropping her off because Gigi had asked me to.

Otherwise, I would have been in my bed right now, resting for the entire day and thinking about the woman who was within my reach yet completely forbidden.

"Well, I don’t have a boyfriend," she replied. "I was actually in an abusive relationship before."

Absentmindedly, I pouted to show that I felt bad for her.

Then I realized I should probably say something because she had turned in her seat and was silently watching me.

"I’m really sorry. I don’t know why some men do that," I replied, focusing on the road again.

"When was your last relationship?" she asked.

I didn’t know why she was making conversation with me.

To be honest, I’d only seen her at two or three functions before.

Theodore and I had talked about her.

Theodore found her very attractive, and he’d told me he would sleep with her one day.

That was how Theodore used to be.

If a beautiful woman was standing in front of him, he’d eventually take her to bed.

But that was it.

No teasing, no games.

Whatever happened afterward was their business.

Still, I knew he would drop them after that.

The sad part was that they didn’t even know it was coming.

Theodore wasn’t as straightforward as he liked to appear.

I had assumed Theodore and Rochelle would have slept together by now.

But here she was, sitting beside me, and even back at the mansion, I hadn’t seen them exchange a single glance.

It was as if nothing had ever happened between them.

I wondered what had changed Theodore’s mind because the last time we’d talked about her, he had been pretty adamant about sleeping with her.

"Some time ago," I replied absentmindedly, trying to end the conversation, but she wouldn’t take the hint.

Finally, silence settled between us.

"I’m a teacher, by the way. I teach kindergarteners, just for fun."

She spoke up again, and I stirred at the sound.

It was still early morning, far too early for me to be making small talk with someone I wasn’t particularly interested in.

"Oh, cool," I replied.

"Yeah, they’re cute. Aren’t kids adorable?" she murmured, squeezing her shoulders together and placing her hands in her lap.

"I don’t know. I really have no desire to be around children. They’re loud, fidgety, and they don’t behave well."

The moment I said that, I watched her shoulders drop.

"I’m not saying I hate kids. It’s just that I’m not in the right state of mind to find them charming when all I hear is noise."

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