Semua Bab THE BILLIONAIRE'S FIGHT TO WIN HER BACK: Bab 1 - Bab 10

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

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

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

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

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