Too Late 1

Chapter 1 

When I was twenty years old, I was forced to marry River Brown. 

Seven years older than me. CEO of one of the most ruthless business empires in the country. My family’s company had collapsed, buried under a mountain of debt, and River-cold, powerful, terrifyingly composed-was the one we owed it all to. His condition? Marry me. 

I remembered trembling the day we signed the marriage contract. I thought I was signing away my freedom. But to my surprise… he was gentle. He never raised his voice, never touched me without care, never made me feel like a burden. 

And slowly, I fell in love with him. 

River brought me to Paris just to see the Eiffel Tower sparkle at night. He gifted me rare books when he found out I liked to read. He flew us on a private yacht to Santorini just because I saic once that I dreamed of seeing the sunset from a cliff. Every time I got sick, he made sure I had fresh flowers and homemade soup. He wasn’t just kind-he was attentive. He made me feel.. 

chosen. 

So on our third wedding anniversary, I wanted to surprise him. A candlelit dinner by the sea, his favorite wine, the wind just soft enough to feel like a movie scene. I set it all up on the deck of Our private villa. 

And then she came. 

The woman walked in like she owned the ocean. High heels clicking on the deck, her eyes locked ɔn me like I was trash. She tossed a thick wad of cash right on the table, ruining the setup. 

Stay away from my River,” she spat, “Your job is done.” 

stared at her, stunned. “Excuse me? Who… who are you?” 

She rolled her eyes like I should know. “Candice. His first love. Seven years ago, he proposed. vasn’t ready, so I left to chase my dreams. Heard he married some poor bitch-must be you.’ She gave me a disgusted once-over. “I let it happen. Thought he just needed a body to warm the ›ed while I was gone. But I’m back now. You can leave.” 

No,” I said, my voice firmer than I expected. “I’m his wife. I love him.” 

She scoffed. “Love? That’s cute.” 

She didn’t know. She didn’t see how he held me when I cried. How he laughed when I made pancakes. How he stared at me like I was the only thing that mattered in a room full of diamonds. 

‘You really think he loves you?” she said with a smirk. “Wanna make a bet?” 

‘What kind of bet?” 

Candice leaned closer, her perfume sharp and suffocating. “Let’s both text him. I’ll tell him I’m back. You tell him you’re hurt. Let’s see who he runs to.” 

I hesitated. “What?” 

Before I could react, Candice snatched a knife from the dinner table and slashed my wrist. 

“What are you doing?!” I screamed as I clutched my bleeding wrist. 

“Just making it look real. Now, you say you got hurt. I’ll say I’m back in town and need him. Let’s see where his heart goes.” 

“You’re insane.” 

“No,” she said. “I’m confident. Are you?” 

I swallowed the lump in my throat, still staring at the blood trailing down my wrist. 

“He’s going to come to me,” I whispered. “Today is our anniversary.” 

I sent the text with shaking fingers. “River, I got hurt. Please come. I need you.” 

Then, I sent the photo of my bleeding wrist hoping it would be enough for him to reply. 

We waited. 

Five minutes. 

Ten. 

Then Candice’s phone lit up. 

She smiled. “Oops. It’s him.” 

She answered and put him on speaker. 

Candice? My love?” River’s voice rang with excitement. “Oh God, you really came back. I missed ‘ou so much. Where are you? Let me come pick you up!” 

My heart dropped. 

Candice raised an eyebrow. “Pick me up? I thought today was your anniversary.” 

River laughed on the other end. “As if I care about Allison. She’s convenient, that’s all. Now that ‘ou’re back, you’re my priority. I’ll just tell her I’m busy-she won’t even mind.” 

couldn’t breathe. 

Candice gave me a smug look. “Still think he loves you?” 

stared at her. My world was spinning. “No… no, but he was good to me. He-he took me to ‘aris, he bought me books, he-” 

Did that for me first,” she cut in. “None of that makes you special.” 

But he chose me,” I whispered. 

Candice tilted her head. “And now?” 

clenched my fists, blinking away the tears that blurred the flicker of the candlelight. 

He didn’t,” I whispered. 

Candice mocked, “Well, you know what to do now. Leave him!” 

Candice walked off without another word, leaving me there-bleeding, humiliated, broken. 

looked at the table I had prepared so lovingly. The candles were still lit. The sea still shimmered behind me. But everything felt dark. 

I picked up my phone. Still no reply. 

My hands shook as I typed one final message to River. “Happy anniversary.” 

I didn’t wait for a response. 

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Instead, I scrolled through my contacts and dialed a number I had almost forgotten. 

“Professor Kim,” I said when he answered. “I’ve decided. I’ll accept the scholarship abroad.”