Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 283

Chapter 283: 283-Checking Out My Ass Jiggling

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Then he stepped back, turned around, and walked toward the door.

He opened it and left me alone in the bathroom.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

Technically, my plan had worked. He would go outside, and I was pretty sure he would try to get rid of his grandmother.

But why did it hurt so much?

Why did part of me feel so defeated?

"Um, Grandma, I need to change my clothes," I heard Ragnar say, and I immediately moved toward the bathroom door to hear what was going on outside.

"Fine, I’ll look away," Lady Lucille commented.

"Um, no. How about you wait in your room? I’ll be there in a minute," Ragnar said.

He didn’t sound like his usual self, almost as if he’d lost his spark. But maybe it was because he had fucking rejected my touch. I didn’t know.

"All right, but come— come in a minute," she replied.

I heard her start to walk away.

"You know what? I’ll wait outside the door. You change your clothes in two minutes, and then we’ll walk into my room, where we’ll talk."

I heard her grunt, making Ragnar let out a scoff.

"Grandma, do we have to do it so early?" he questioned.

She began to scoff even louder.

"That is why I’m taking you with me, because I know you’ll make up the excuse that it’s too early in the morning. So come on. Since you’re so uncomfortable talking in your own room, let’s do it in mine."

Lady Lucille walked out, and I heard the door close.

Then there was some shuffling and rustling before the bathroom door opened, and I watched Ragnar look at me.

He had changed into a gray shirt and black shorts.

I made it seem like I was still trying to hold on to the walls and everything around me to compose myself.

"Listen, stay in my room. I’ll speak with my grandma, come back, and then I’ll carefully sneak you back to your room myself. You hear me?" he said, warning me with his eyes not to make a mess or a sound that might let others know about me being in his bedroom.

I just nodded.

"Good," he muttered before starting to walk away.

I gave him the faintest nod and watched him walk out.

The minute he did, I sprinted like my life depended on it. I rushed out and quickly started going through his wardrobe and closet before my eyes landed on his side table.

It was literally in my line of sight.

I approached it and opened the first drawer. There was my cell phone.

I picked it up and unlocked it. The minute I opened the chat, I noticed something odd.

He had sent Oliver a text from my phone.

So, he had realized he couldn’t get any details from my phone because it was fairly new. But at the same time, he’d decided to see how Oliver would respond to me.

And well, well, well, the very first thing Oliver had said was, "Hi, bitch."

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