Chapter 207

Della’s POV

I furrowed my brows, wondering what he was on about. Nonetheless, because he was constantly staring and waiting for a concrete answer from me, I simply nodded my head in response.

It was the same day Lucas told me I’d meet my fated mate. I vividly remember telling Fae about the entire prophecy right after in the living room.

Albert let out a small laugh and amusingly shook his head.

“Actually, I heard both of you when you were talking then,” he confessed.

My eyes widened in shock. He did?

“Oh!” I pointed at him, remembering when we suddenly heard a cup shattering on the floor and him coming by.

“Yes!” He nodded his head and reminisced, “I heard it, and I almost died. Hearing that you’ll meet your fated mate soon and me not having a chance with you anymore was a nightmare. I couldn’t even hold my coffee properly.”

My heart clenched hearing him say that. With a solemn look, I asked, “You were that affected then?”