Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 527

Chapter 527: No one knows

Olivia’s POV

I opened my mouth...

But no words came out.

How could I answer him?

How could I explain something I couldn’t even explain to myself?

I could not give a four-year-old boy a good reason.

I could not give anyone a good reason.

What excuse existed for abandoning Lennox for four years?

What reason would make sense?

If Lennox were here—standing in front of me the way Liam was—the same question burning in his eyes...

"Why didn’t you come for me?"

What would I say?

"I was scared?"

"I was confused."

"Louis and Levi said to wait?"

"I didn’t know what to do?"

All of them sounded weak.

Stupid.

Cruel.

What ridiculous reason could justify not visiting a man who almost died because of me?

What excuse could I offer a man who would have torn the whole world apart just to save me?

None.

There was no excuse.

Fresh tears rushed down my cheeks—hot, sharp, unforgiving tears.

My throat burned as I tried to speak, but my voice broke every time.

Liam’s small frown deepened as he reached up and gently brushed my tears with his tiny fingers.

One by one.

Soft. Careful. Loving.

"Stop crying, Mom," he whispered.

The softness in his voice made the guilt worse.

I shook my head weakly, taking his little hand in mine. "I-I can’t... I don’t know what to say, Liam. I don’t know how to explain..."

He tilted his head, serious—far too serious for someone his age.

"It’s okay if you don’t know," he whispered. "But... we can fix it now, right?"

My heart twisted painfully.

He kept wiping my tears, his small brow pulled together in concentration like he was trying to erase my guilt with his touch.

"Don’t cry anymore, Mom," he whispered again. "You’re not bad. You just... forgot your heart for a while."

His words stabbed deep—right into the wound I’d been hiding for years.

I started shaking as a fresh sob escaped. "Baby... Mommy didn’t forget. I just... I didn’t know how to face him."

Liam blinked up at me with those impossibly wise eyes.

"You can face him with me," he said simply.

Four words.

Four small, innocent words.

And I broke all over again.

I hugged him tightly, burying my face in his hair.

"Oh, Liam... I’m so sorry," I whispered over and over. "I’m so, so sorry..."

He wrapped his arms around my neck, holding me with surprising strength.

"It’s okay, Mom," he murmured. "Let’s just go see him."

A small gasp escaped my lips.

Because he was right.

No excuses left.

This time I am looking for Lennox myself... Suddenly the door opened behind us.

Two familiar scents hit my nose.

Levi.

Louis.

They stopped in the doorway when they saw me on the floor hugging Liam, tears all over my face, Lennox’s shirt beside me.

Louis’ breath hitched.

Levi’s eyes widened in alarm. He never expected to see Liam here with me.

Louis was the first to move.

His eyes softened when he saw Liam wiping my tears with his tiny fingers.

He swallowed hard, guilt and worry mixing on his face.

He crouched down slowly.

"Hey, little man... come with Daddy Louis, okay? Mommy needs a moment."

Liam hesitated.

He looked at me.

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