Chapter 6 - Sebastian Finally Held His Son After Seventeen Years—But Lucas Wasn't Ready to Believe the Man Standing in Front of Him Was His FatherLucas didn't embrace him.
He stepped backward.
“Who are you?”
Sebastian swallowed.
“I’m your father.”
“No.”
“I have proof.”
Lucas shook his head.
“My parents are the Bells.”
“They raised you.”
“They are my family.”
“Yes.”
“Then don't come here and tell me otherwise.”
Sebastian looked devastated.
“They are your family.”
Lucas stared.
“Then why are you here?”
“Because I am your father.”
Lucas looked at me.
I stepped forward.
“The DNA is conclusive.”
He shook his head.
“I don't care.”
“That's okay.”
Sebastian looked at him.
“You don't have to call me Dad.”
Lucas stared.
“You can hate me.”
“I don't.”
“You should.”
“Why?”
“Because I wasn't there.”
Lucas looked away.
I saw tears forming.
He finally asked:
“Why didn't you find me?”
Sebastian had no answer.
Not a good one.
“Because I believed you were dead.”
Lucas laughed bitterly.
“So did I.”
The group escaped the hospital.
Lucas returned to the Bell family temporarily.
Sebastian didn't force him to come home.
He simply asked:
“Can I see you tomorrow?”
Lucas hesitated.
Then nodded.
“Maybe.”
That was enough.
The next day, Sebastian sat with the Bells.
He didn't try to take Lucas.
He thanked them.
For seventeen years.
The family cried.
They had raised Lucas as their son.
That mattered.
The legal case became complicated.
But Sebastian refused to use power.
He wanted Lucas to choose.
Then Lucas asked me to meet him privately.
“I have a question.”
“Go ahead.”
“Why does he care so much?”
I smiled.
“Because you were his son before he knew where you were.”
Lucas stared.
“He looks terrified.”
“He is.”
“Why?”
“Because for seventeen years, he had nothing.”
Lucas was quiet.
Then whispered:
“I think I want to know him.”
I smiled.
“Then do.”
That night, Lucas called Sebastian.
“Dad?”
Sebastian froze.
“I’m here.”
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“Can we talk?”
“Anytime.”
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