Too Late To Love Me Novel by Ravenna Wolf _ Novel




Too Late To Love Me Chapter 01

My boyfriend Silas Peterson was dead broke that year. I was scared I’d drag him down, so I broke up with him.
Years later, he became the youngest billionaire in Dallas. He chased me hard and finally made me his wife.
Everyone says Aubrey is his first love, the wife he treasures most.
But only I know the truth. For three years of marriage, he brought a different woman home almost every night. He did it to shatter my heart and turn me into the joke of our circle.
I used to scream and fight. Now I just quietly tell the maids to clean up after him and his mistress.
He lost it one night. He grabbed me, kissed me hard, and growled, “Aren’t you jealous?”
He has no idea I’m dying.
Every day he spends getting revenge on me, I’m counting down how many days I have left.
Today, I only have seven days to live.
…
I walked past the master bedroom. From my own room down the hall, I could hear them. Loud. Wild. They weren’t even trying to hide it.
I reached up and turned the photo on the wall face down.
Brenda, the maid, came up beside me and held my arm.
“Ma’am…”
I let out a breath. “That picture is from our third year together. Before he made it big. It was my birthday.”
“I saw this couple at a bakery sharing this huge, beautiful cake. I pointed them out to him. Silas said, ‘One day when I make it, Aubrey, I’ll buy you the biggest cake in the world.’”
“That winter, I scooped up a handful of fresh snow and smiled at him. ‘Si, doesn’t this look like cake?’”
“I never needed him to be rich. I just wanted us to stay happy.”
“I kept that photo because I thought it proved our love.”
“Instead, it ended up watching him cheat on me over and over.”
“You’ve been through too much, ma’am,” Brenda said, steadying me. My body was shaking now.
“That Sasha has no shame.”
Before Brenda could say more, the bedroom door flew open.
Sasha stepped out wearing my robe. Fresh hickeys on her neck. She looked at Brenda like she owned the place.
“Get me some water. I’m exhausted.”
Brenda had no choice but to let go of me.
Today was our third wedding anniversary. And my birthday. The first time I’d ever come face to face with Sasha.
I’d heard the rumors. Silas was keeping some young college girl. Sweet and innocent—his usual type. They’d been together six months.
“He bought her three million in diamonds.”
“She’s the longest one yet.”
“People say Silas might actually love her this time.”
I didn’t think much about it until today. When they were screwing in my bedroom.
The thought made my head spin. I covered my nose. Blood again.
“Oh my God,” Sasha smirked. “Is Mrs. Peterson bleeding because she’s jealous? You wish you had my body, don’t you?”
I fought the nausea and ran out of the house.
The truth is, six months ago the doctor told me I had brain cancer. I was dying. That’s why the nosebleeds wouldn’t stop.
I swallowed a handful of pain pills and had the driver take me to my private clinic.
“Your condition is very bad,” the doctor said carefully.
I nodded. “Just tell me. I can take it.”
“I’m not scared of dying. I’m just scared of the pain.”
The doctor shook his head, his face full of pity. “Based on the tests, you have about one week left.”
“There’s a new drug. Ten thousand dollars a dose.”
“It can help you feel better in this period.”
Ten thousand dollars.
Silas never let me work. He gave me gifts I couldn’t bring out of that house. And all I spend is under his control. I only had a card under his name.
But now, I didn't want to use his card anymore.
Over three years I’d saved about ten thousand of my own.
That money was supposed to be for my dreams. Then it became funeral money. Now it had to buy me a few days without pain.
I nodded with tears rolling in my eyes.
I handed my card to the doctor.
I didn’t want pain anymore.
“Ma’am, I’m sorry. Your card was declined.”
“Probably not enough money. Or it’s frozen.”

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