Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 282

Chapter 282: Can’t Tell Him

Olivia’s POV

"I couldn’t tell him..." Sofia whispered, her fingers tightening around her coffee cup.

My brows drew together, a mix of concern and curiosity swirling in my chest. "Why?"

She sighed deeply, her gaze falling to the table as if the truth weighed too much to look me in the eye. "First, he thinks he can’t get a woman pregnant."

My eyes widened. "But your son—"

"Is his," she confirmed softly. "There’s no doubt. But I never told him. I was too afraid of what it would mean for him... for us."

"And the second reason?" I asked gently.

Her shoulders slumped. "Because we’re related."

That word hit harder than I expected. It’s funny how I was also in this shit with the triplets.

"And the third?" I asked quietly, though I already knew.

She looked up at me, her brown eyes filled with a tired kind of sadness. "Our families have been at war for decades. Everything about us... screams we’re not supposed to work."

I was silent, absorbing all of it.

"But you still love him," I whispered.

She gave me a sad smile. "With everything I have. But sometimes... love isn’t enough."

I reached across the table and gently placed my hand over hers. "He deserves to know he has a son."

"I know," she whispered. "I will someday... but not just now..."

Before she could finish, the bell above the café door chimed softly again.

I glanced up instinctively—and froze.

My breath caught in my throat.

Because walking through that door, dressed in a dark navy suit and carrying himself with the same quiet confidence I remembered... was Lord Frederick.

Our eyes met.

His steps faltered for the briefest second.

hadn’t expected to see me

gave a polite nod and continued further into the café, accompanied by another man I didn’t recognize. They took a seat near the far window, their backs

looked away, pretending to stir my empty

Sofia had noticed.

her voice teasing. "You know

cleared my throat and tried to keep my expression neutral. "Not really... I only met him during my welcoming party.

toward him, then back at me.

"What do you

hasn’t taken his eyes off you since he walked

rolled my eyes

chuckled softly. "Seems like someone has a

her a look.

fine. But... in all honesty, he’s a

is he here, though? I thought

from her cup again. "But he visits often. Something about trade routes and estate borders... he has business here. And our late

reflection of Lord Frederick still lingered faintly in the glass, his

didn’t press it

shifted tone—softer now, a bit more serious. "Can I ask

back to

mine. "What’s going to happen...

I froze.

settled

admitted truthfully. "I really don’t. It’s complicated. Everything is... confusing.

I said it out

Instead, she nodded slowly like she

everything you’ve been through. And I won’t pretend I understand all the pain you’ve carried—but I do know one thing.

slightly, unsure of

them. No matter what has happened—or is happening—you should never question that. It’s obvious in the way they

at her. I knew she was

They did love me.

never doubted their

only doubted if

say it made something inside

fragile piece of me that

the sting in my eyes. "Thank

"Just don’t let fear make the choice for

I nodded. "Thank you."

of our drinks. There was something strangely comforting about sitting with her like this. We’d missed so many years of sisterhood,

the corner of my eye, I

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