Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 126

I wasn’t just in Lennox’s room because I was scared.

I had a reason—a task I had to complete.

A few minutes before I came here, I had spoken to Mr. Grim–Lolita’s uncle.

He told me he could help me…”

But first, he needed the full case file.

Everything.

He needed to see the evidence that was presented in court. The names of the people who said they saw my father stealing the jewelry. The witnesses who testified against him. The judge who gave him life imprisonment. Every

detail that led to his sentence.

He said if he had all of that, he’d know how to follow up. Maybe find something wrong with how the case was handled. And prove my father’s

innocence.

It’s been over four years. Four long years of silence. Of not knowing the full

truth.

And now… maybe there’s a way.

I’ve been a maid in this pack house for a long time. I’ve cleaned every corner of this place. I’ve seen more than they think.

I know Lennox has a safe in his room.

I’ve dusted it before. I’ve wiped the top, arranged the books that sit beside

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1. it. I know the small silver key he keeps hidden behind the third drawer on

the left.

I believe my father’s file is inside that safe.

It has to be.

That’s why I came.

“Come on, lie on the bed,” Lennox said softly, and I nodded again, moving

towards the bed.

Still putting on my act of being scared, I lay on one side of the bed and covered myself with the blanket, making sure to turn my back to Lennox, who was also getting on the bed. I inhaled softly and closed my eyes, pretending I was asleep–but I wasn’t. The plan was that once Lennox fell asleep, I would sneak out of bed and begin my task. So I just had to wait and listen to his heartbeat to know when he was truly out. 2

Yes, I could hear each of the triplets‘ heartbeats, when I paid detailed attention to it, and right now Lennox’s heartbeat was racing.

I frowned slightly under the blanket, confused.

Why was he breathing so hard?

It was as if he had just finished running a race–or was in the middle of a panic attack. But he didn’t move. He lay still beside me, silent.

Was he nervous? 1

Was it… me?

I didn’t dare turn to look at him. I stayed perfectly still, pretending to sleep, listening carefully.

His heartbeat didn’t slow for a long while.

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I could feel the tension in the air. Even though we weren’t touching, it was

like his presence was too loud to ignore. My body was stiff, alert. But I didn’t move.

I stayed perfectly still, pretending to sleep, but his heartbeat wasn’t

calming. If anything, it seemed to grow louder, more frantic. I could hear it -steady yet fast–like a drum echoing in my ears.

It was getting hard to ignore.

After a few moments, I sighed softly.

I couldn’t help it–I spoke.

“You’re not asleep, are you?” I asked quietly, still facing away from him.

There was a pause, then a soft sigh. “No.”

“This might sound strange,” I whispered without turning, “but I can hear

rtbeat.”

was silence.

“You are supposed to… You are my…” he paused… but I already knew what he was trying to say.

“It’s… fast,” I added. “Why is it so fast?”

I finally turned toward him, meeting his eyes in the dim light. “Are you okay?”

Lennox’s gaze held mine for a long second before he replied in a low, rough voice. “It’s the effect of you.”

I blinked. “What?”

“My heartbeat,” he said. “It races like this because of you. Whenever you’re

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around.”

My brows drew together in confusion. “That doesn’t make any sense.”

He just looked at me, not saying anything more. Like he didn’t know how to explain it further. Or didn’t want to.

I hated the effect it had on me, so I had to put on an act. My voice turned more firm, a little colder. “I’m someone’s wife, Alpha Lennox. Your heart shouldn’t race for me.”

I didn’t wait for his reaction.