Married To My Ex's Brother, Reborn Miraculously

Gustave was caught off guard, his pupils widening. ’Madam Anne... she is the one who saved him back then!’

The realization crashed over him like a tidal wave, leaving him momentarily speechless.

Then, as soon as the truth settled, guilt gnawed at him. His shoulders slumped, and he lowered his head, regretting every harsh word he had spoken to Anne before. He had judged her unfairly, completely unaware of her past connection to Augustine.

"She is the only woman I’ve ever truly cared for," Augustine continued. His voice was thick with emotions and conviction. "She is the only one I’ve ever loved. But back then, I was too much of a coward to tell her. I convinced myself she wouldn’t like me. So, I kept my distance, watching her from afar."

A bitter smile tugged at his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes. "Like many other girls in school, she was smitten with Denis. I saw it. I wanted to warn her, to tell her that he wasn’t the man she thought he was. But I never found the courage to step forward."

His hands curled into fists behind his back, his entire body rigid with tension. "If I had spoken up back then—if I had shown her the truth—maybe she wouldn’t have had to suffer. Maybe she wouldn’t have been left heartbroken."

His voice dropped into something almost possessive, resolute. "But that doesn’t matter anymore. Things have changed now. She is finally with me. And this time, I won’t lose her. And I won’t let anyone stir up issues between us."

Finally, Augustine turned to face Gustave, his gaze sharp and unyielding, cold as a frozen abyss. "And that includes you."

Those words were enough to make Gustave realize his boss was furious with him. The sharp authority in Augustine’s voice left no room for negotiation.

Gustave dropped to his knees, his head bowed in submission. His body trembled—not just from fear but from the crushing guilt that gnawed at his insides. He felt the confidence drain from him entirely.

"Mercy, boss," he pleaded, his chest heavy with remorse. "I was wrong. I acknowledge my mistake."