Spoiled By My Brothers: Return of The Lost Heiress Chapter 95: "I Like You A Lot!"

Seraphina’s POV

I knew Lucien was trying to get to talk about what I was feeling, what I was really thinking.

So I tried to shift the conversation, acted boldly, and replied bluntly, not letting him tease and flirt with .

But when it ca to my brothers... especially Asher... I didn’t know what to say.

Even in my past life, things had always been complicated between us.

But no matter what had happened and no matter the pain I suffered, I had always loved him with everything I had.

"Do you love your big brother as well?" Lucien asked, raising a brow.

"Are you talking about Brother Adrian?" I asked in return.

"Yes, him." Lucien nodded. "I still rember how you were trying to run away from when I ntioned that Adrian sent . You looked terrified."

"Why wouldn’t I be scared?" I said sharply. "They never cared for . Sure, they sent gifts, and called once in a while... but not once did they try to understand how I felt. What I really wanted."

I paused as my voice softened. "Except Brother Alistair. He always put first... even if he ca too late."

Lucien blinked. "Too late? What do you an? He’s here now, pushing all his schedules aside for you. Do you even know how much money he’s lost just to be with you?"

"What?" My eyes widened. "He did that?"

My heart skipped a beat. "Why would he...? Everything was fine this ti. I t you... I didn’t end up in that hospital... So even if he ca two years later like he did before... I wouldn’t have minded."

I looked away, blinking fast. "I was okay this ti. He didn’t need to co to save !"

"Save you?" Lucien asked in a low voice. "When did he save you?"

"Back when I was in that ntal hospital," I said quickly. "I spent two years there... before my brothers ca for . Brother Alistair was the one who searched nonstop. Adrian helped him track my location. And Asher... He brought his military team to break in and get out."

I looked at him, and he looked surprised, but I kept going.

I knew what I was saying probably sounded insane to him. But I needed to say it out loud. I needed soone to hear it.

Lucien just watched quietly, listening. He didn’t interrupt, make fun, or walk away from with a scoff.

I knew he didn’t believe . There was no reason he should.

But that was fine.

Because keeping all of this inside was eating alive.

"And then?" Lucien pressed gently, his voice steady, drawing back from the silence I’d slipped into. "What happened after that?"

"What happened...?" I muttered under my breath. I tried to think, but I couldn’t co up with sothing proper.

I tried to rember everything and tried to find out what happened after being saved. But everything felt scattered and blurred. My mories were fragnted, like soone had torn pages out of a story I once knew.

Lucien leaned in slightly. His gaze was intense. "I’m still listening."

My head ached as I pressed myself to rember, but I couldn’t.

"Forget it," I said, shaking my head as I waved him off. "Just know that I love my brothers. Enough to co back to this life... just to protect them. Their pain matters more than mine, and all I care for is them!"

Lucien was quiet for a mont... his expression was unreadable.

Then I heard his voice, it was low and almost hesitant. "If you don’t care about yourself... can I?"

I froze.

My heart fluttered in my chest, making go dizzy.

"What... what do you an?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "I... I might feel sothing for you, but..."

The words hung in the air. I couldn’t finish.

"Let’s go," Lucien said softly, breaking the silence between us. "I’ll take you to the Lancaster mansion."

I nodded, my thoughts still a ss. I wasn’t just confused about the missing pieces in my mory, but I was stunned that he wanted to take care of .

Lucien, of all people. It felt strangely surreal.

But sowhere deep down, I was relieved that he hadn’t been avoiding . He was just as flustered as I was.

I didn’t want to stay here any longer. I needed to leave, to clear my head... and to figure out why my heart had started reacting to soone I still didn’t fully understand.

"Do you need anything else?" Lucien asked in a low tone.

"Huh?" I blinked, looking up at him, caught off guard.

He cleared his throat slightly. "I an... if you need anything, just let know. I’ll call you once I get my phone back in the morning."

I hesitated, then nodded. "A text is fine too."

A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "Alright. I’ll text you."

Soon, we were both in the car. Silence filled the space between us, broken only by the hum of the engine as Lucien drove down the empty roads.

I stared out the window for a mont, then finally found the courage to speak.

"You know... I like you," I said softly. "I don’t even know why, or when it started, but I do. And it scares ."

Lucien nearly hit the brakes. His hands tightened on the steering wheel.

"Co again?" he asked, glancing at like he wasn’t sure he heard right.

I didn’t bla him. It probably ca out of nowhere. But I had to say it... I needed to.

"I’m scared," I continued, my voice quieter now. "Scared that if you ever knew my past... or who I used to be... You wouldn’t want anything to do with ."

I didn’t look at him. I just couldn’t.

Because this wasn’t just about liking him... it was about trusting him with the parts of I still hadn’t forgiven.