Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 132

Alexander’s POV.

Sebastian smirked, a cocky tilt to his lips, even though he looked like he’d been through hell. “In the flesh,” he said, hís voice rough, filled with sarcasm, as if this moment was nothing more than a casual reunion.

But for me, it was everything. I didn’t care about the tattered clothes hanging off his thin frame or the layer of grime on his face. All I saw was my brother. My blood. The person I’d been searching for nearly eight years, now standing in front of me.

Without hesitation, I closed the distance between us in two strides and pulled him into a tight hug. He stiffened for a moment, then relaxed, his hands awkwardly patting my back. I didn’t let go. I couldn’t. My throat tightened, and I swallowed hard, holding him as if letting go would mean losing him again.

“Sebastian” I murmured, patting his back as emotions surged through me. “You’re here. You’re finally here.”

He didn’t say anything, but I could feel the tension in his body giving way as he stood there, letting me hold him. I leaned back slightly, my hands still on his shoulders, and looked him in the eyes. They were the same stormy gray as mine, but haunted. Worn. Like he’d lived a thousand lifetimes of pain since I’d last tried to reach him.

“You look terrible,” I said softly, a weak attempt at humor, though my voice cracked with emotion. “What the hell happened. to you, Sebastian?”

His smirk faltered, and his gaze dropped to the floor. “I’ve been surviving, Alex. That’s what’s happened. From hand to mouth. Day by day.” His voice was low, almost a whisper, but each word hit me like a hammer.

I gritted my teeth, anger and guilt twisting inside me. “Why didn’t you come to me? I could’ve…”

“Because I didn’t want your charity!” he snapped, his voice sharp as he looked up, his eyes blazing with anger, But then, just as quickly, his expression crumbled. “I didn’t…I couldn’t…”

His voice broke, and he turned away, his shoulders shaking. I stepped closer, placing a hand firmly on his back. “Sebastian,” I said, my tone steady but filled with determination, “you’re my brother. My blood. This isn’t charity. You should’ve come to me.”

He let out a ragged breath, and then, to my shock, he burst into tears. The sound was raw, guttural, like years of pain and bitterness spilling out all at once. It tore at my heart, and I pulled him into another hug, holding him tightly as his sobs. wracked his body.

“I’m sorry,” he choked out between gasps. “I just…I didn’t know how to… I didn’t think you’d…”

“Stop,” I interrupted firmly, my voice soft but unyielding. “You don’t have to explain. You’re here now, and that’s all that matters. You and your mother won’t suffer again. Do you hear me?” I pulled back to look him in the eyes, gripping his shoulders tightly. “From now on, you’ll live like me. Because you’re my brother. My family. And I take care of my family.”

He stared at me, his tear–streaked face filled with both disbelief and gratitude. “Alex, I—”

“No arguments,” I said, cutting him off. “This isn’t up for debate. You’re moving into a new place, and we’re going to fix everything.”

For a moment, he just stood there, staring at me as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Then, slowly, he nodded, his shoulders slumping as the fight left him.

“Okay,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “Okay.”

I nodded, gripping his shoulders one last time before releasing Him. As I stepped back, I felt a sense of relief and purpose wash over me. My brother was here. And no matter what it took, I was going to make things right.

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The weight of Sebastian words sat heavy in my chest as I drove Him to one of my estates. The sprawling mansion stood ahead, its towering gates opening automatically as we approached. I glanced at Sebastianin the passenger seat, his eyes wide as he took it all in. His torn shirt and grimy jeans were such an opposite to the sleek luxury of the car’s leather interior that it made my heart ache. He had suffered far too long.

pulling the car to a stop in front of the massive double doors. Sebastianstared at me, then at the house, his mouth

for him to follow He hesitated for a second, as though he didn’t believe this was real, before

art and intricate furnishings. Sebastian Stood frozen, his jaw tightening, his

as I walked up to him. “This is your home

looked at me,

unshed tears.

argue,” I interrupted, gripping his shoulder. “You’re my brother.

walked through the house, and I pointed out

After the house tour, I called my personal shopper and ordered a wardrobe overhaul for him. We visited the dressing rooms I kept in the mansion,` where racks of

the garage: a sleek black sports car, a luxury SUV, and a classic convertible. Sebastian’s hands trembled as

this?” he asked, his

said simply.

cheque from my pocket and handing it to

trembled as he slowly sank to

an instant, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him to his feet. “Stop it,” I said firmly, holding him steady. “Don’t ever kneel to me. You’re my brother. This is just the beginning, Sebastian. You’re going

face. “I don’t know what to

hug, patting his back as his sobs shook his body. “You don’t have to

him in the eye. “Where’s your mom? Bring her here.

a fresh wave of tears spilled down

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raw with pain. “I buried her…I buried

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as my heart broke for him. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve been there. You shouldn’t

you,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “And even if

shook my head, my grip on him tightening. “You’re wrong. I would’ve dropped everything

I held him, stroking his back, whispering promises I intended to keep. “You’re not alone anymore.

finding solace in each other. I didn’t care

since Sebastian arrived, and yet I felt like I’d barely scratched the surface of making up for the years he’d suffered. After ensuring he was settled in one of the grander guest rooms…though I’d already decided to give him the suite on the west wing…I decided we needed to keep

into one of the new outfits I’d ordered for him earlier. Seeing him now, dressed in a tailored shirt and slacks that actually

I said, handing

gave me a small, hesitant smile. “I don’t think I’ve ever worn anything this expensive. Or

him in the living room. The fire crackled in the marble fireplace, having a warm glow over the plush furniture.

like a dream. Like I’m gonna wake up any

You and I? We’re family. That means something, and I’m going to make damn sure you never have to go back

still struggling to accept it all, but I wasn’t done

got more to do,” I said, standing and motioning for him

at me warily. “More? Alex, you’ve

interrupted, grabbing my phone and dialing one of my contacts. “Meet us at the house in twenty minutes,”

lined up the three cars I’d given him

are yours,” I repeated, tossing him the keys again. “And I mean

the keys and stared at them, his hand trembling. “Alex, I don’t even know how to

“Then we’ll get