Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 418

Chapter 411: Memories From The Past

Justin entered the room that once belonged to his father. It was the first time he was seeing it, and he tried to find any sense of familiarity—tried to recall if he had any memories of it.

If he had visited this place as a child, he was sure he must have been in this room. But he could recall nothing. He looked around the room, which was well-kept, though it was clear no one had stayed there for a long time.

The room was spacious but simple and elegant, dominated by white tones—a king-sized bed, minimal decor. The person who had once lived here clearly didn’t spend much time in it.

Justin’s attention was drawn to a cluster of small picture frames hung on the wall. They held photos of his father from childhood to adulthood, capturing significant moments—Marina holding baby Alex, a school picture, Alex as a young man riding a horse, and others.

None of the pictures included Aeldric or any other family members besides Marina. There were no photos of Alex with Serena or the children. It was understandable—he had been hiding them from Aeldric.

Just as Justin turned around, his gaze fell on a wooden door on the other side of the room. Unconsciously, he stepped toward it, only to suddenly stop and clutch his head in pain, closing his eyes as blurry memories began to surface.

A woman talking to a man—her voice filled with worry, distant and echoing.

"Alex, promise me, you and Aaron will make it there safely."

"I promise," a man’s voice replied.

"Mom, I’ll take care of both Dad and myself," a young boy’s voice added. "Just take care of Aiden. He’s naughty."

The woman hugged the boy. "Aaron, I and Aiden will wait for you and your dad. Okay?"

"Serena, it’s time for you to leave," the man said. "Don’t worry about us. You should leave with Aaron before my father changes his mind."

The woman hugged the man for a moment, then stepped out of the very room, holding the hand of another boy—one who looked back at his brother with worried eyes.

I’ll wait for you," the boy said while leaving with his

stopped, and Justin came back to his senses. For the first time, he saw something from the past other than the haunting nightmares of drowning in the sea—and it

could feel the emotions the boy—his younger self—had felt while leaving his twin brother behind. He wasn’t just worried, but terrified for his brother’s safety, and regretted leaving while letting his brother take his place. He was angry inside, but he had to listen to his

truly loved his twin brother Aaron, but

the heavy structure of the door, he could tell it was soundproof and well-secured against any

single couch, some wall decor, and a cupboard. The desk was empty, so he began opening its drawers, finding only

this study was so heavily secured, there

find anything on the surface, Justin sat down in the chair

It was a painting of a vast landscape, a buckwheat field shining

held the longing of the painter, who clearly

up and went to the painting. He moved it

like a door, revealing

hesitation, Justin took it and returned to the desk. He opened

were numerous photographs—pictures of Serena and two kids at various stages of their childhood. There were also video files, and a stack

these to make up for not being with them. It was all he had—images, memories frozen

even though he knew he shouldn’t. It was his parents’ privacy. But he

how deeply both of them had loved each other and their kids. All they wanted was to have a

had no memories tied to those words, all he could feel was a deep ache—If only I could have done something

lives would

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went downstairs where he was expected to have breakfast with the family—Aeldric’s family, which included his

stay here, he was going to play

was about to reach the dining room, he heard the displeased voice of a

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