Fated To Not Just One, But Three Chapter 116: Believe My Act

Chapter 116: Believe My Act

Olivia's POV

Oh no.

I will be exposed.

This healer—he looked serious, with sharp eyes that made nervous right away. I quickly wiped at my fake tears but kept my scared act going.

The triplets looked tense—like they'd just been caught doing sothing wrong. Louis quickly stepped forward.

"She just woke up," he told the healer. "She's confused. Please check her."

"She doesn't know who we are," Levi added, his voice sounding worried and tired. "She keeps asking for Gabriel."

Lennox muttered, "She's lying," but he didn't sound too sure anymore.

I kept my face innocent and afraid, but deep down, my heart was racing. What if the healer figured out I was pretending? What if he told them?

"Nervous now, huh?" my wolf laughed inside my head. "You really got yourself into this."

Be quiet, I told her.

The healer ca closer and looked in the eye. "Olivia," he said gently, "do you know where you are?"

I shook my head and let a tear fall. "No… These n say they're my mates, but I don't rember them. I want to go back to my husband."

The healer raised an eyebrow. "What's his na?"

"Gabriel," I answered right away. "He's the Alpha of the Shadow Pack."

Fuck! Of all nas, why did I have to choose Gabriel? Maybe because he was the most realistic, and it will definitely fit for my plan.

The healer looked at for a few seconds, then checked my head. He touched my temples and looked into my eyes.

"Do you have a headache?"

"A little," I whispered, "but I'm more scared than anything."

Levi flinched like that hurt him more than a punch.

The healer stood up slowly and looked at the triplets.

"Well?" Lennox asked, barely holding in his anger. "What's wrong with her?"

The healer sighed. "From what I see—her fear, her confusion, and mory problems—it looks like she really doesn't rember you."

Boom.

Lennox punched the wall. Louis sat down hard like he couldn't stand. Levi turned away, his hands in his hair, breathing hard.

They believed it.

They actually believed I didn't know them.

And the pain on their faces… it looked so real. So deep. For a second, I almost felt bad.

Almost.

"Look at them," my wolf whispered. "They're scared. Scared of losing you. Scared that you forgot them."

I swallowed hard, my fake tears still sliding down, but sothing inside twisted unexpectedly.

Pity?

They were scared.

Scared of forgetting them. Scared of being forgotten.

"You're sure?" Louis choked out, eyes glassy. "She doesn't rember us?"

The healer nodded. "Yes. Head trauma like this can lead to temporary or, in rare cases, permanent mory loss. It's hard to say right now."

"Is there anything we can do?" Levi rasped.

"Let her rest," the healer replied. "Try not to overwhelm her. If what she says is true, pushing too hard could only worsen things."

"No… this can't be happening! If she can forget anybody, it can't be us… we are her mates! Her husbands!" Lennox snapped.

The healer stared at with an unreadable expression before turning to the triplets. "In so cases, patients don't rember people they've experienced emotional distress with. It's possible that, in her unconscious state, Olivia's mind chose to suppress those mories. It's not uncommon for the brain to protect itself by forgetting what it subconsciously considers traumatic or painful."

He paused, then added, "In her case, it appears she doesn't want to rember you three. It's like her mind is rejecting everything connected to you."

The healer explained and I myself was wowed—what a great excuse!!

"And Gabriel?" Louis asked sharply. "Why does she think Gabriel is her husband?"

The healer answered imdiately. "Just like she wanted to forget you three, in her unconscious state she wished she was mated and married to Alpha Gabriel instead. That was why when she woke up, her mory reset, and she thinks he is her mate."

Oh, this healer was good.

I almost burst out laughing when he said—with a perfectly straight face—that I had forgotten the triplets because my unconscious mind didn't want to rember them.

Bravo, sir. Truly. Ten out of ten. Soone give this man an Oscar.

Was this man lying to the triplets or did he really think this was the truth?

And as if that wasn't enough, he even threw in a bonus line about wishing to be married to Gabriel so badly that my brain just rewired itself and poof—welco to delusion land, population: .

I had to bite my cheek to stop myself from smirking. This man was better than I ever hoped for.

The triplets just stood there, stunned like they'd been hit by a truck full of heartbreak and existential crisis.

Lennox's eyes snapped to mine, burning with pain.

Levi looked physically ill, like soone had just told him puppies weren't real.

Louis? Poor guy looked like he'd aged five years in five seconds.

I kept my scared-little-lamb expression firmly in place, even though inside, I was screaming with laughter.

Then I made it worse.

Much worse.

I whimpered and curled into myself, hugging my knees like I was hiding from a pack of monsters. "Please…" I whispered, my voice barely audible. "Please take ho to Gabriel… I don't feel safe here."

Three. Instant. Reactions.

Lennox flinched like I'd stabbed him in the chest.

Levi's breath hitched—he actually made a choking sound.

Louis blinked rapidly, like he was trying not to cry.

I bit the inside of my lip hard to stop myself from bursting out laughing. It was almost too good. This wasn't just acting anymore. This was art.

I even added a little trembling to my hands for dramatic flair. "He's probably worried sick about …" I sniffled. "He must be looking for ."

Lennox punched the wall again. At this rate, he was going to knock the whole damn house down.

"I can't do this," Levi growled, storming toward the door like he needed air—or maybe just a private place to scream into a pillow—but he didn't leave.

Louis reached for my hand—but I jerked away like he was a monster.

He froze, then backed up slowly, his heart practically bleeding from his eyes. "She really doesn't rember," he whispered.

I blinked at him, wide-eyed. "Please, don't touch ."

Louis let out a sound like soone had just drop-kicked his soul.

The healer, calm as ever, nodded sagely like a wise old owl. "It's best you give her space. For her healing."

Healing? Oh, I was healing alright—healing their egos one fake tear at a ti.

But I still wasn't done.

I sniffled again and looked at all of them with watery eyes. "I just want to go ho… to my husband…"

Boom. There it was.

Triple heartbreak. Served hot.

They all turned to again, as if I was the villain here. And technically—I was. But oh well.

I blinked innocently. "Will you… let call him?"

Lennox groaned like he'd just taken a bullet. Levi muttered sothing that sounded like a curse and a prayer mashed together. Louis sat down again, looking like a ghost.

And ?

I just buried my face in my hands again and whispered brokenly,

"Please don't hurt … I just want to go ho."

God, I deserved an award.