Your Apology Came Too Late Brother Novel by Iris _ Novel




Your Apology Came Too Late Brother Novel by Iris _ Novel

Your Apology Came Too Late Brother Chapter 01

Five years after my brother, Jarvis Fowler, handed me over to human traffickers, I finally fought my way back to freedom.
Lightheaded with hunger, I grabbed a smashed piece of cake from the roadside and shoved it into my mouth.
But before I could even swallow, a heavy kick sent me sprawling.
"Yvonne Fowler! It's Sadie's birthday today. Did you come here just to upset her again?"
When our eyes met, I recognized him—Jarvis, now the richest man in the country. He'd just blown millions on a birthday party for Sadie Fowler, the girl our family raised as an heiress, though she wasn't related to us by blood.
He stared at my filthy face with that same icy disdain he always wore.
"So now you understand how tough the world really is? You brought this on yourself!
"One month left in your five‑year term. When it's over, I'll take you home and give you the best life.
"But you don't touch Sadie again. Ever!"
I rubbed my eyes, trying to focus, but his face stayed a blur. A bitter laugh escaped me.
Maybe Jarvis had always been a blur—someone who only knew how to hurt me.
"I won't," I muttered.
He would never have to worry about me bullying his precious Sadie again. I wasn't going home with him anyway.
With late-stage brain cancer, surviving another month was more than I could hope for.
***
I forced the cake down, too distressed to taste it.
Knowing Jarvis didn't want me anywhere near him, I pushed myself upright, careful of my crippled leg, and tried to slip away.
My vision was so poor from the cancer that I could barely see the ground.
So I bent forward, feeling my way along with both hands.
Laughter burst behind me.
His friends were mocking me.
"Ugh, look at her. Limping around like that so Jarvis will feel sorry and take her home early."
"She really has no shame doing this in public!"
"Exactly. Jarvis is the richest guy around. She's embarrassing him."
Jarvis's face darkened, pride stung. He swallowed his anger and spoke coldly.
"Yvonne, I said there's one month left. I meant it. I'm not taking you back early.
"And don't act like you've had it so tough. I told them to treat you well. You were only supposed to suffer a little. This act makes me sick."
I stared at him, stunned. Treat me well?
Those painful memories came flooding back. I just shook my head with a hollow smile and kept walking.
"Yvie, wait!" A voice stopped me short.
I didn't need to look to know it was Sadie.
She shoved a perfect slice of cake into my hands.
Then she caught my wrist, her nails digging into my skin.
"It's my birthday today. I'm over what happened earlier. I just hope we can get along when you come home."
The sweeter her smile grew, the deeper her nails sank.
Blood welled up.
No matter the pain, I stayed silent. No one cared, and no one would believe me.
I took the cake and wanted only to get away. Maybe if I stayed away, I could survive a little longer.
Back under the bridge, I fumbled through my things until I found the nearly expired painkillers. I swallowed handfuls before my headache eased a little.
Cold wind howled through the underpass, and I pulled my thin clothes tighter around me.
Before long, a charity van arrived at the entrance.
A loudspeaker crackled.
"Temperature's dropping fast. Mr. Fowler's here to show his generosity. Come get your coats and blankets!"
Dozens of homeless people lit up and rushed to line up.
I held my aching head and shuffled to the very end.
When it was finally my turn, the volunteer looked at me, then at a photo on his phone, and waved me off.
"Go away. Mr. Fowler told us not to give you anything."
He paused, his lip curling in a sneer.
"He is a well-known philanthropist. He helps literally anyone. If he singled you out, you must be pretty shitty."
I pressed my lips together. I had expected it, but it was still absurd.
Jarvis, of course, was a prize-winning philanthropist.
He was kind enough to keep Sadie after discovering she wasn't even related by blood, generous enough to give her a life most could never dream of.
And he donated widely and was praised everywhere he went.
Yet he wouldn't spare his own sister a single winter coat that might keep her alive.

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