All Chapters of Too Late! My Ex-wife Won the Heart of Three Ruthless CEOs: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Elena's povCrack.The slap sent me flying two steps back.My cheek burned like fire and the taste of blood burst on my tongue."I told you to stop bothering your husband with nonsense!"Mrs. Sterling stood over me, her pearls perfect, her hand still raised. She didn't even look at her palm. She just smoothed her expensive dress like she had swatted a fly.I pressed a shaking hand to my face, already feeling the bruise forming.I've been married for three years, and this was still my life.Three minutes earlier, I had walked into Marcus's study with a single piece of paper. The quarterly summary, sent to every member of the board. Forty-seven million dollars was missing from the logistics division and I had no idea where it went, but I had spotted three transfers through the same shell company on matching dates. I had already copied the pages and hidden them inside one of my father's old books.He never told me anything about the company anymore."Enter," he had said without looking u

Elena's pov They left after midnight.I could clearly hear the cars starting. I heard Marcus, Clara and his mother laughing too loudly in the driveway about "finally kicking her out."They were celebrating.Then the front door slammed and silence fell over the mansion like a heavy blanket.I stayed in the dark kitchen. My palm still bled under Adrian's handkerchief, my green dress was stained with red wine and my cheek still throbbed where his mother had slapped me.I should go upstairs, lock my door and be the obedient wife they want me to be. Instead, I slid down the cold tiled wall and hugged my knees. For the first time in three years, I didn't feel numb.I felt... seen.I thought about Damien's burning grip, Adrian going on his knees in the wine for me and Roman pressing me against the wall.These three men didn't know me but they looked at me like I was something worth looking at instead of a hopeless trash.The kitchen door banged open hours later and Marcus stormed in, his ti

Elena's pov My face held no pity for the man kneeling before me as I signed my name neatly on the document. The pen felt heavy in my hand which was still bleeding from the cut. Not because I was afraid, but because for three years, I had not been allowed to sign anything. Not a check, contract or even my own name. I couldn't sign anything without Marcus looking over my shoulder and telling me I was too stupid to understand it. He would laugh and say, "Let me handle the business, baby. You just look pretty." Now, standing in the same room that told me I was worthless, my name was the only one that mattered. Mrs. Sterling continued to scream. "You ruthless whore! Are you really going to kick out the man who held you together after your father's death? When you lost your memory, Marcus could have kept it all for himself but he married you. Is this how you want to pay us back?" Her voice was sharp and ugly. The same voice that had woken me up at 5 AM for three years to cle

Elena's povI suddenly felt hot. I dragged my feet to the bathroom and drew a hot bath. Not because I was dirty, but because I didn't know what else to do with my hands.The water burned my skin when I got it but I didn't feel it. I sat until it turned warm, then cool, and cold, until my fingers were wrinkled. I kept seeing the phone in my hand, hearing that thin, broken voice say my name like it was drowning."Elena."For three years I believed my father was dead. I mourned him. I buried him in my heart, married while grieving him, and let Marcus and his mother and his sister turn that grief into something heavy and sharp that sat in my chest every day.And now someone had called me in his voice.Damien, Adrian, and Roman had left because I told them to. I was proud of myself for exactly ten minutes and after that the silence hit, and the house began to feel too big again.I got out of the bath and wrapped myself in a towel. My hair was wet against my neck and my phone was on the bed