Lahat ng Kabanata ng Saved by the Billionaire Stranger: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

“Your children come first,” Kelvin said again. He was trying to be kind.Clarita knew he was right, but it felt like another demand for her to sacrifice more for her children.“Twelve years,” she said quietly. “Twelve years of nothing but work and motherhood. No dates. No nights out. No man.” She exhaled, heavy with grief. “Just survival.”Kelvin watched her, saying nothing.“I gave them everything,” she went on. “Every part of me. And I don’t regret it. But I’m still a woman, Kelvin. I still need love. Touch. Someone to hold me at night.”“They don’t see that,” he said in a tender tone.“No,” she replied. “They only see you. A stranger. A threat.”A message came from Jack.~ 'Mom, I'm sorry. Where are you? Please come back home. Pamela has been crying and I missed you too.'Her heart split open.Jack was in pain.Pamela was crying.Loving Kelvin now seemed to cost her the love of her children.And choosing her children’s peace meant returning to the same old emptiness she had escaped

Clarita pushed Kelvin gently until he sat on the edge of the bed. She stepped closer, standing between his knees.“Relax,” she whispered.He took her breasts in his mouth, sucking her nipples one after the other.Clarita’s hands moved over his shoulders and along his neck, her fingers brushing through his hair as he lingered there.Kelvin’s hands slid over her hips, holding her firmly as he focused on her breasts, unhurried.Clarita sighed. “Kelvin..” she murmured, her tone heavy with pleasure.He didn’t stop. If anything, he made her grip his shoulders tighter as the moment deepened.Then he lifted her and laid her at the edge of the bed. He knelt, pulled her closer, spread her legs, and worked her pink pussy. The scent of her pussy overwhelmed him, and the taste of her juice was sweet. Intoxicating.Clarita slapped the bed again and again, lost in the pleasure, but Kelvin wouldn’t stop. He knew her weak spots - her clit, her nipples, and he worked them without mercy.She screamed, h

Jack and Pamela stood on either side of the bed. They looked as broken as their mother.A doctor spoke in a low tone to another specialist, a mental health expert they had invited.“We’ve tried everything,” the doctor said. “Her body is not responding. The stress.. the emotional trauma.. it’s caused a severe psychological collapse. Her mind has retreated. She has stopped fighting.”The specialist, a woman, nodded slowly. She looked at the vital signs on the monitor. “The will to live is gone. She has given up.”“What are you saying?” Jack’s voice cracked.The doctor turned to him. “I’m saying we have done all we can medically. The damage is not just physical now. It is profound mental trauma. Her spirit is broken. Without a fundamental change.. a reason to fight.. she will not last the night.”“No.. please..” Pamela gasped.“It could be less than twenty-four hours,” the specialist said gently. “Her heart is under immense strain. I am so sorry.”Jack grabbed his mother’s hand. “Mom..

Clarita woke very early.She went straight to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast for everyone. She was herself again.Jack and Pamela appeared in the kitchen. They saw their mother moving so alive.“Mom.. you look.. strong,” Pamela whispered, unable to hide her relief.“I am. I feel stronger now,” Clarita smiled. “Thanks to Kelvin. He worked on me all through the night. You have to understand, children.. without him, I might not be here at all.”Jack wanted to argue, but Clarita raised her hand and stopped him before he could speak.“Jack, no questions. No arguments. Not now. You know I love you both and care for you, but I’m telling you this because Kelvin is part of my life. He is my partner in everything now - emotionally, physically, and in business. Respect him.”Pamela frowned and glanced at Kelvin, who sat at the dining table. He hadn’t touched his breakfast.He was confused. Clarita had already made plans he knew nothing about.“Mom.. when did you make this decision?

Jack needed a new plan. He had to make it happen another way. Kelvin had to go. He thought of Dan Hartigan. Dan was one of his mother’s business partners. A billionaire. Widowed. In his mid-fifties. Tall and strong.The perfect replacement.Dan would not distract their mother and he would not live in their house.Jack met Dan at a club.“Mr. Hartigan,” Jack said. “You should think about my mother. As a wife.”Dan looked surprised. “Clarita?”“Yes,” Jack said. He leaned closer. “She is interested in you. She told me. She said you are handsome. She wishes you were her man.”It was a lie. Every word. But Jack said it with a straight face.Dan’s expression changed.“She said that?”“She did,” Jack lied again. “But she is shy. She will pretend she is not interested. She does not want to look cheap to a man like you. You have to push. You have to convince her.”“Really,” Dan was still surprised.“She talks about you more than you know,” Jack said quietly. “When your name came up in one mee