Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 434: Questioning

Olivia’s POV

She didn’t respond.

Not a word.

I had expected Selene to snap, to shout at me, to curse me for spouting such nonsense. But instead... she just looked away. Her lips trembled, and her silence gave me the only answer I needed.

My eyes widened, fear rushing through me like ice.

If she had truly fallen for him... if Selene was in love with Frederick... then she would never have the guts to kill him.

And the Selene sitting calmly before me was no longer the same woman I had met days ago. That Selene had been fierce, heart like stone, her eyes sharp and cold with nothing but revenge. But this one? She looked... softer. Shaken. Almost fragile.

Different. So very different.

It was strange—how quickly love, or something like it, could change a person.

"This is ridiculous!" I spat, unable to stop myself. "You were supposed to kill him, not fall in love with him!"

My voice came out too loud, echoing through the walls. I quickly clamped my mouth shut, my heart hammering, my eyes darting toward the door to make sure Frederick wasn’t lurking close enough to overhear.

I drew a shaky breath, lowering my tone, but the anger in me still burned. "Do you even realize what you’re doing, Selene? You’re ruining everything. The plan. Our chance. Everything we’ve worked for."

I hated how my voice cracked.

The worst part? I understood.

Frederick was so damn handsome. His silver hair, aura, his sharp beauty, his commanding presence—it was too easy for anyone to be drawn in. Too easy to imagine yourself falling into his arms, losing yourself in him.

one who had carried hatred for him all these years? She was supposed

she looked like she

frown deepened. "Speak... why aren’t you speaking?" I demanded, my patience wearing

but no words left her mouth. She just looked away, her eyes darting

was it. I knew I would not get any answers

then I would get my answers somewhere else. My chest burning with anger, I stormed out of the room. My

shoved the

he was, standing behind the open window, his back turned against

Selene?" I spat, the words flying out before I could

He didn’t admit it either. He just continued staring outside the window, his back tensed. And that

Yes. They had.

voice low, trembling with both rage and fear. "Are you

I waited for Frederick to say something, but he just stood there with his back to me, staring out of the window as

chest burned, anger

"Are you in love with her?" I pressed

Still nothing.

walked calmly to his chair, sat down, and leaned back as if this entire conversation bored

when they flicked to me. "What you should be

hell is wrong with you?" I snapped, my anger exploding before I could hold it back. "It’s obvious you love Selene! Then why won’t you just

"Whatever happened between Selene and I was nothing more than a fling. A mistake,

through me, but

deepened, my nails digging into my palms. "You arrogant bastard..." I hissed under my breath. But my voice cracked off, choked

it. Whatever was between him and Selene—it existed. But he thought he could

door burst open before either of

her hair wild, her eyes blazing with raw pain. She looked drained, pale, but her anger burned so hot it

shaking. Her gaze locked onto Frederick like knives. "I’m just

brow raised. She was