All Chapters of BROTHER'S HOT BEST FRIEND IS MY MATE: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Scarlet's POVThe wedding was happening exactly the way Alex wanted.The decorations were perfect, the guests were smiling, and everything looked beautiful. It was supposed to be the happiest day of my life.But it wasn’t.Because I wasn’t marrying Alex out of love.I was marrying him to get what I wanted.I held onto my father’s arm as we walked down the aisle. His grip was strong, but I could feel the tension in his body. He didn’t want to give me away. He hated Alex more than anything, and he had every reason to.I didn’t blame him.But I couldn’t let his feelings affect my decision.I had already made up my mind.My wedding dress was heavy, dragging behind me as I walked slowly toward Alex. I kept my expression calm, my head held high. I could feel the eyes of every guest watching me, but I ignored them. Of course, I'm used to everyone thinking I don't deserve to be with him. It's not the first time they are doing this to me anyway.This wasn’t about them.This was about Alex and

Scarlet's POVI woke up to the cold, hard floor beneath me.My head ached, and my body felt heavy. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the dim light of the small prison cell. The walls were gray, the air damp, and the only sound was the faint dripping of water from somewhere in the distance.I slowly sat up, my hands trembling as I tried to recall what happened. Then it hit me.The wedding night.The poison.Alex.My heart pounded as I remembered how I had watched him struggle, how I had smiled while he begged for help. I thought I had won. I thought I had finally ended everything.But I was wrong.I was here. Locked away.Which meant…Alex was alive.I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms.How?How did he survive? I clearly made sure that he took two different types of poison that he couldn’t get away from. How is he so lucky to have escaped? I’m very sure he knocked me out before I could do more to him. If not, I’d have died already.To be honest, I know I hesitat

Alex's POVAs I walked out of the prison, my body felt heavier than before. Every step I took felt like I was dragging something behind me, something that was slowly crushing me. My breathing was uneven, and a dull pain spread through my chest like a slow-burning fire.Scarlet noticed.She didn’t say anything, but I saw it in her eyes. That slight hesitation, the way her gaze lingered on me just a second longer than usual—she knew something was wrong.Ryan followed me out, his anger burning as hot as ever. The moment the prison doors shut behind us, he grabbed me by the collar."You bastard, do you have any idea what you are doing to my sister? How dare you lock her up after what you did to us!" He shouted at me. I didn’t push him away."Your sister hurt me. I'm just going through protocol this is what I would have done to anyone who tries to do what she did to me. She could have died but I'm only doing this because I love her. Do you think I deserve this?"I could have fought him of

Alex's POVI was still thinking about the incident with my father and I was on my way home when something unusual suddenly happened to me. Maybe because I'm too weak and I allowed it to happen at the same time. Because I never expected it and I was a bit shocked. It happened so fast that I didn’t even have time to react. I was just walking through the dark alley, heading to my car, when the world around me shifted. Strong hands grabbed me from behind, pulling me into the shadows before I could even think about fighting back. My heart raced as panic surged through me, but I told myself to stay calm. I had to. I had no choice. I was too far from help, and I couldn't afford to make a mistake.The men were quiet, their grip firm and unrelenting. They didn’t speak, didn’t even look at me, but I could feel their eyes on me, watching every move I made. I couldn’t tell who they were or what they wanted, but I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be good. My mind immediately went to my father. Wa

Alex’s POVI laid Scarlet on the bed, adjusting her limp body carefully. My jaw clenched as I brushed strands of hair from her face. She was too pale, her breathing shallow, her body too damn fragile."Scarlet," I muttered, gripping her wrist, feeling her pulse—weak but steady.She scared the hell out of me.I reached for a damp cloth, pressing it against her forehead. Her lips parted slightly, her face relaxed in unconsciousness, but the sight didn’t ease the weight pressing against my chest.I wasn’t supposed to care this much.I wasn't supposed to let her get to me.And yet, here I was, sitting beside her, watching her like I couldn’t afford to lose her.My mind drifted back to our fight, the fire in her eyes, the way she pushed back against me—always challenging, never backing down.And now, here she was, vulnerable.I ran a hand down my face, frustration coiling inside me.She should have told me about my father.Scarlet was reckless, but my father? He was dangerous.A knock on t