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Chapter One

Elena’s Pov“How dare you… Elena, you betrayed me!” Lucas shouted, his fist clenched in anger. In one swift move, he threw the DNA results at me, and they landed at my feet.“Lucas… I would never hurt you. I don’t understand…” I stammered, feeling confused. The twins were his. I had never cheated on him. And why did he do a DNA test in the first place? Lucas had never doubted me.“Stop lying!” Isabella’s voice cut through the silence, full of anger. “We all knew you saw him as an opportunity. But we only played along because he liked you… and now, you’ve been exposed.”Flashes from cameras filled the room, blinding me as they captured every moment. This was supposed to be our fourth wedding anniversary, a celebration of love. Lucas had insisted on making it big, inviting the press, dignitaries, and so many people. But now, it was turning into a scandal that would be talked about for days. The whispers of the crowd grew louder.I tried to stay calm, looking into Lucas’s eyes. He looked

Chapter Two

Elena’s PovThe night air hit me as I walked out of the hall, the heavy doors slamming shut behind me. My heels clicked on the pavement, and my legs were killing me, but I barely noticed. The whispers and camera flashes were gone now, replaced with my silent despair.I needed to get back to my twins, Mia and Max. They were all that mattered. Lucas’s words still echoed in my mind—calling them bastards, denying they were his. It hurt more than anything else. He was my first love; the only man I ever gave my body to. Struggling against the crisp wind, I Increased my pace. When I reached the mansion gates, the head of security, Robert, approached me. His face didn’t show the usual warmth. “Elena,” he said quietly. “Mr. Lucas instructed me to pack your things. The twins will be brought to you shortly.” I was no longer “Mrs. Lucas” or “ma’am,” but Elena. My heart sank and my eyes filled with painful tears. “No. I’ll get them myself.” Robert shook his head, a flash of pity in his eyes. “

Chapter Three

Elena’s PovThat afternoon, I got a call from Lucas’s lawyer. He said I needed to come to the mansion to sign the divorce papers. Lucas had told me they would be sent to me, so I didn’t understand why I suddenly had to go there. I didn’t want to, but after thinking it over, I told Sabrina to watch the twins. She agreed quickly, and her eyes had a strange look that day—almost like she was happy about something. I ignored it and left.The mansion felt cold as I walked in. Memories of our happy moments flooded my mind, but I pushed them aside. I knew why I had been called here. They wanted to humiliate me one last time.“Isn’t it the slut?” Isabella sneered as soon as I stepped into the living room.I ignored her and tried to keep my head high. Fighting back tears, I glanced around the living room quickly. The room had once been filled with love, peace and laughter, but today it was filled with pain.“Sign the divorce papers,” Lucas said coldly. His voice felt like ice, and I couldn’t lo

Chapter four

Three years afterElena’s POVThe ballroom was buzzing with soft music, laughter, and the clinking of glasses. I stood at the center of it all, taking in the scene. It felt surreal to be here, at the top of my game. Eterna Connections, my matchmaking business, had grown into something I never imagined when my world came crashing down. Tonight was our first gala, and it was the perfect reminder of how far I’d come. I had turned my heartache into something powerful. I noticed a nervous-looking man standing by the champagne fountain. A young billionaire, out of place in a room full of confident people. I gave Claire, my assistant, a nod.“Introduce him to Margaret,” I said. “They’ll hit it off.”Claire moved quickly, and soon, I could see the two of them laughing, comfortably chatting. It felt good knowing I was helping people find real connections. I was building something meaningful now. It was time for my speech, and I had so much to say. In just three years, I had done this. Two mont

Chapter five

Lucas PovI watched the Gala on the screen and noticed she seemed different. It wasn’t just the wealth; there was something else about her. Elena had left just three years ago, completely broken, but the woman I saw wasn’t the wife I divorced. How had she managed to build so much wealth in just three years? I had been too hurt and devastated to think straight. I had questioned my decision to let her go over and over again. I felt I had been too harsh, but the reality of the DNA result staring at me stopped me from excusing her and running after my wife as she left the house that day, completely devastated. I had been conflicted, and my heart ached when my family humiliated her, but she caused it. She betrayed me. She betrayed our love. There was no way the DNA result was a mistake. It came from one of the best labs in the city.Since she left three years ago, my life has not been the same. Mia and Max were already a part of me, and it hurt to let them go. But I had to move on. She was

Chapter Six

Elena POV“One dinner wouldn’t hurt, Elena…” Claira muttered, scrolling through the screen of her laptop. She was trying to get the details of my client for that day. My twins had just left my office, and I was exhausted from being goofy with them. But I had to work—one more client, and I would go home. Victor Hart had asked me to dinner three nights ago at the gala, and the flower bouquet propped on my table came from him. I knew he wanted more.“It’s not about the dinner, Claira… I don’t mind sipping wine and eating lobsters in an expensive restaurant with a rich man… Isn’t that every lady’s dream?” I asked, my tone playful.“You’re rich too, Elena… but what’s the issue? He’s waiting for your response. He’s willing to pick you up tonight at 8 p.m..”“The issue is… am I ready to give more? Victor is amazing, I’ve read about him, and he seems like a decent guy… Haven’t you gotten the details of the client yet?”“Still checking… I can’t seem to find the info… Just a first name…”“What

Chapter Seven

Elena’s POV Lucas didn’t say a word; it was like his tongue got stuck. He just stood there, his hands buried in his pockets, his gaze locked on mine. I saw a tinge of warmth and longing, but I could care less. “Well?” I asked, leaning into my chair confidently. “Are you going to keep standing there like a ghost from the past, or are you actually going to say what you came here for?” His jaw tightened, and he took a step closer. My heart fluttered, but I refused to acknowledge it. How could he still have this effect on me after all he did? After three whole years? My face hardened in defense. No, I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. Not after everything. “You look…..different Lena,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. Lena?, that was what he called me, especially on nights when were in each others arms allowing our desires soar. Pushing down unwanted memories, I scoffed. “Of course, I do. I’m not the woman you humiliated, Lucas. I’ve changed. I’ve grown.” I leaned bac

Chapter Eight

Elena’s POV“Mummy, mummy!” Mia ran towards me as soon as she spotted me at the door. Jessica, their nanny, grinned when she saw how I picked Mia up and swung her in the air. It wasn’t long before I had played with them in my office, but I didn’t mind. I could do it all day without getting tired.“See what I drew, mummy… come and see my painting!” Max appeared, holding my hand and pulling me towards their room. My heart skipped a beat—Max was a striking resemblance of his father. He has Lucas's eyes, his nose, and his lips. “I never stopped thinking about you, Elena,” Lucas’s voice echoed in my mind. But I brushed it off as quickly as it came. Lies, all lies. And even if it was true, to hell with him!I followed Max into the drawing room, and he led me to sit down on one of their small chairs. Jessica stood at the door, staring at us in amusement.He pulled out a sheet of paper and held it up in my face. Trying to understand the painting, I squinted at it.Mia stood beside him and

Chapter Nine

My house was suddenly swarmed with police cars. Lights flickered on in the homes of my exquisite neighborhood, curious eyes peering out, wanting to know what had happened. The ambulance arrived, and Lucas didn’t let go of my hand. I didn’t know if he was conscious or not—his grip was weak, but he held on. My hands were soaked with his blood because I had tried to apply pressure on the wound.“Follow me to the hospital,” I told Claire, my voice barely above a whisper.Max and Mia were shaken. They had heard the sound, the noise downstairs, but I had told Claire to instruct their nanny to keep them in my bedroom. They couldn’t see this.My heart pounded as I kept muttering under my breath, “Please don’t die…”I couldn’t stop seeing it—him stepping in front of the bullet. He had taken a bullet for me. If he hadn’t been there, I would have been the one on the ground, bleeding profusely. Was I the target? But who would want me dead?A shiver ran down my spine.Lucas groaned slightly, snapp

Chapter Ten

Lucas's POVI woke up to the sound of monitors beeping, and a sharp pain shot across my abdomen. Stirring slightly, I tried to lift my hands…“Oh my God… he’s awake.”I heard a voice—familiar, yet it took me a moment to register. Slowly, I placed it. It was Isabella.I wanted to speak, but I couldn’t. My mouth felt heavy, like it was weighed down. I groaned slightly, still trying to process what was happening.Then it all came rushing back—the fake DNA result, Elena, the gunshot. She had been in danger. If I hadn’t stepped in to take the bullet, she would have been hit. That explained the monitors, the pain, everything. I was in a hospital. I had survived the gunshot. Thank goodness!.I tried to speak again, but my mouth was still too heavy. I struggled to open my eyes against the bright lights in the room, only to shut them immediately.“Lucas… we took the next flight as soon as we heard what happened,” my mother’s voice followed, thick with emotion. “Oh, my dear son, who would do thi

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