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

I didn’t recognize. They took a seat near the far window, their backs partially turned...

pretending to

Sofia had noticed.

voice

neutral.

then back at me.

frowned. "What

hasn’t taken his

eyes and muttered,

chuckled softly. "Seems like someone

a look. "Please

a good man. A bit serious. But polite. He has a long-standing relationship with our

though? I

he visits often. Something about trade routes and estate borders... he has business here. And our late father trusts

away, my gaze drifting to the window beside us. The reflection of Lord Frederick still lingered faintly in the glass, his subtle

press

a bit more serious. "Can I

to

mine. "What’s going to happen... between you and

I froze.

question settled heavily

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

I said it

didn’t look surprised. Instead, she nodded slowly

I understand all the pain you’ve carried—but I do know one thing. I’ve seen

frowned slightly, unsure of what she

never question that. It’s obvious in the way they speak about you. That

I

They did love me.

never doubted their

if

Sofia say it made something inside me

small, fragile piece of me that had

away the sting in

don’t let fear make the choice for

I nodded. "Thank you."

and I sat in silence, sipping the last of our drinks. There was something strangely comforting about sitting with her like this. We’d missed so many years of

corner of my eye, I noticed

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