All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S FIGHT TO WIN HER BACK: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Elena's POV"Who was that mean old lady? She’s not so nice..." Mia pouted as soon as we got into my room.Max hurried to me and pulled me into a deep hug. My side hurt, but I wouldn’t trade the warmth of his embrace for anything in the world. My heart was still pounding from my encounter with the Sterlings. I gave my liver. I went through surgery, put my life on the line—yet they wanted to give Sabrina the glory.Frowning, I tried to hide my emotions from Claire and my kids."Yes, Elena... Who are they? And why would they call Mia and Max that terrible word?" Claire asked, dropping her tablet on the side table beside me. Her eyes were filled with questions."They are a buried part of my life that I want to stay buried..." I said, turning to face my children. "I missed you both so much."I pulled them into my bed, cuddling them on either side. Claire sat down, and I could see that her curiosity hadn’t waned—she wanted to know more."What’s surgery, Mummy? And why are you in a hospital

Lucas' POVMy eyes snapped open. This time, I didn’t feel a headache or general weakness, just a mild pain in my stomach region. Leaning up, I sat against my pillow. No one was in my room.Reaching for my phone, I called Robert.“Have you found any unusual activity around her house?”“No, sir… Strangely, we haven’t seen her since the incident. I only saw her personal assistant and her kids leave the house and return two days ago, but Elena herself hasn’t been spotted. The man trailing them said they went to the hospital where you’re admitted—John Hughes Memorial Hospital.”If they visited the memorial hospital, it could only mean two things: either Elena was also here, or my kids were sick. And only the former would explain why she hadn’t been seen at all.“Is that all?”“I also observed something… The housekeeper went across the house to see a man in a car. They had an argument. At first, I thought maybe he was her boyfriend, but then he gave her a package. She hid it carefully, look

Elena's POV Our faces were just inches apart, our lips almost touching. And then—unwelcome memories flashed across my mind. The cool air in the room did nothing to steady me. Neither did his hands on my waist. "Let me go," I said, gritting my teeth. "No, Elena." His voice was low but firm. "You gave me part of your liver. There's no other explanation for this wound." His hand slid out from under my blouse and traced across my waist. "I knew it." "You are harassing me..." I said, still trying to wriggle free. I didn’t want to push him with much force because of the surgery, and Lucas knew it. "Look at me..." he insisted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I will not... Lucas Sterlings, let me go this minute!" I snapped, suddenly feeling pain at my side. He was careful not to apply pressure on the surgical wound, and knowing how intentional he was only annoyed me further. "I won’t let you go if you don’t look at me, Elena..." He held on tighter as I struggled to break free. "Fi

Elena's POV"Lena? That's a nice nickname..." Victor said a few minutes after we left the hospital. My driver was following behind us in my car, because Victor had insisted that I ride with him."Yeah.." I responded quickly. I didn't want to have any conversation about Lucas, especially not with Victor, so I shifted my gaze to him and said, "Thank you, Victor. Thank you for looking out for me.""You're welcome, Elena. So, tell me, what happened between you and Lucas Sterling? I mean, he's a catch..." Victor said, smiling at me.Is he kidding me? Didn’t he read the news three years ago?"I'm sure you read about the scandal, and I honestly do not want to go over that anymore, Victor. It's been three years, and I’d like to keep it buried..." I said, adjusting in my seat so I could gaze at the sky."Well, I heard about a scandal three years ago, but the details were vague. Specifically, because I was uninterested. Scandals are no longer news for we billionaires, so when I see one, I could

Lucas’s POV “Lucas... I’m so glad you’re okay,” Sabrina said, as soon as I walked into her hospital room. She forced herself to sit up, her hand pressed to her side. The pretense was nauseating. I said nothing, merely observing her as my mother and sister rushed to her side. “Lucas, I couldn’t stand it when they told me you had only a few hours to live... I was devastated. I had to step in and give you my liver... It was either that or you dying,” Sabrina said. The past three years rushed through my mind like a whirlwind—every action, every gesture, all of it a lie. What if I had considered her and married her after Elena left? I would’ve been marrying a pretender. She framed her own sister, her own flesh and blood. Abandoned her niece and nephew in a hotel room—my kids. My blood boiled, and I turned away, trying to hide my anger. Now she was here, taking Elena’s glory once again. Were they even aware that Elena was the one who gave the liver? “Lucas...” Isabella called out to me.