Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

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Chapter 160

Alex’s POV.

The hospital smelled of antiseptic and despair, a scent I hated but couldn’t escape. My steps were quick, my mind reeling as I navigated the stark white halls. Room 307. That was where they said Sebastian was. When I pushed the door open, the sight of him hit me like a freight train.

He lay there, barely recognizable, his face swollen and bruised in shades of purple and red. His right eye was almost shut, and the corner of his mouth was split open. The bandages around his torso told me the damage didn’t stop at his face.

“Sebastian,” I muttered, my voice tight with anger and worry as I stepped closer.

He shifted his head slightly, wincing at the effort. “Alex,” he croaked, his voice raw and weak.

I sat beside him, gripping the edge of his bed. “What the hell happened? Who did this?” My jaw clenched as I fought to keep my tone steady.

He closed his eyes, breathing heavily, as if gathering the strength to speak. “I didn’t… want to wake you or Christiana,” he began. “So I left early. Thought I could clear my head… but as I walked down the street—”

Sebastian paused, his battered face twisting with pain.

“Take your time,” I urged, though every fiber of my being screamed for answers.

He exhaled shakily. “Five men… they came out of nowhere. Before I could react, they were on me. Kicking, punching…” His voice broke, and his good eye filled with tears. “And then… I saw her.”

I leaned closer, my breath hitching. “Who? Who did you see?”

“Your mother,” he said, bitterness lacing his words. “She was there, Alex. Sitting in her damn car, watching the whole thing like it was some kind of… show.”

My heart stopped for a beat. “What?” The word came out sharp, disbelieving.

Sebastian nodded weakly. “It was her. I know it was. She didn’t even try to hide. When I looked at her, she smirked. Like she was proud.”

I shot to my feet, pacing the room, my fists clenched so tight my nails dug into my palms. “That woman!” I snarled, my voice echoing off the sterile walls.

“Alex…” Sebastian’s weak voice pulled me back.

I turned to him, my chest heaving. “She’s gone too far this time. She could’ve killed you, Sebastian! For what? Because of something that happened decades ago? Because you’re my father’s son? That’s no excuse!”

Sebastian tried to smile, but it came out as a grimace. “You think I don’t know that? But she doesn’t care. To her, I’m just a mistake… one she wants to erase.”

I sat back down, my head in my hands. My mother’s face flashed in my mind–her perfectly painted lips, always curved into that cold, calculating smile. I should’ve known she’d do something like this, but seeing Sebastian like this… it was too much.

“I won’t let her get away with this,” I said, my voice low but filled with boldness.

Sebastian looked at me, his one good eye filled with a mixture of gratitude and fear. “Be careful, Alex. She’s your mother… but she’s dangerous.”

gaze, my own eyes burning with rage. “She’s hurt you, Sebastian. She’s

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that stand.”

The room fell silent.

clenching and unclenching on my lap. The words Sebastian had just said were still sinking in, and every second

my head, almost to myself.

swollen face taut with pain. “Like

boil over, but I couldn’t let it–not here, not now. My mother might have been vindictive, but this…

my voice low, almost a growl. “I knew she hated you because of who your father was, but to have you beaten? What the hell

Alex. She wants me gone. Out of your life. Out

dragging a hand down my face. My mother’s actions were unforgivable, but despite everything, she was

But this?

bruised and battered face a painful reminder of her cruelty. “She’s gone too far,” I said, my voice steady

eye narrowed slightly. “What are you

trying to figure out the next steps. Confronting her would only escalate things, but letting this slide

while I’m here.” A faint smile tugged at the corner of his busted lip. “I appreciate that, Alex. But be

back in the chair. “Don’t

his face, “She’s a piece of work, Alex. But she’s still part

was right. No matter how angry I was, no matter how much I

something had

and adjusting my jacket. “You focus on getting better. Let me worry about

there was doubt in his

turned to leave, his

“Alex.”

I glanced back.

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“Thanks. For… being here.“–

my jaw tight. “Always,

the room, my mind already plotting my next move. My mother had gone too far this time, and I wasn’t going to let it

was seated at her polished mahogany desk, perfectly composed, her sharp eyes

feign surprise. “To what do

with niceties. “You crossed a line, Mother,” I said, my

arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, leaning back in her chair. “Oh? Which one

lips curled into a smirk, one so venomous it made my blood boil. “And if I did? That bastard should’ve never been

fist on the desk. “He’s your husband’s son. My brother. Whether you like it or

a mistake. And don’t forget whose