Semua Bab Too Late, Mr. Cross: Bab 1 - Bab 5

*Elena's POV.I was blinded by the cameras before I could even open my mouth to say anything or try to call my assistant and prepare for a press conference. The reporters rushed to me, their microphones in hand as they shoved them towards my face, asking questions that were worse than the former.“Mrs. Cross, is it really true that you were embezzling both the company funds and the money from your investors?”“Did you really think you could get away with it? Was that why you did it?”“Our sources tell us that there are documents to prove that you have been diverting company funds to offshore accounts so that you would leave the country. What is your take on that?”I stood there on the steps of what used to be my fashion house, now closed down and under investigation by the financial crimes commission, and it had already been made public that Elena Cross, wife of Damian Cross, was embezzling funds.My hands were shaking, and I was forcing myself really hard not to cry. This was so much

*Elena's POV*I hated that they were right that I was in love with Damian, which was why I couldn't take Damian to the authorities even after he confessed that he destroyed my company and forged those damaging documents. I hated that I was being pathetic because I wanted to protect him from attempts that would be made on his life after our divorce.I hated that I had to still honour the last dying wish of a man I considered to be my father, just to lose myself in the process with how wicked his son was. I had dinner and slept a few hours later, until I woke up to a sharp sensation in my abdomen."Ahhhh!" I almost screamed in pain. I moved on the bed, and all I could feel was wetness. Warm wetness that didn't come from urine or sweat, but something that smelled metallic— blood.My hand went down between my legs, and when I pulled it back, the fingers were red. Blood. There was so much blood."No."I sat up too fast,t and the pain ripped through my abdomen, nothing like the cramps I al

*Elena's POV*I signed myself out of the hospital against medical advice. Michael argued the entire way to the car, but I wasn't listening. I needed to get this done today before I lost it.Damian was in his study by the time I got home, like usual, but this time, Rosalie was resting on his legs with her hair splayed over his chest, and I felt Michael tense behind as if the scene shocked him.I knew that telling him wouldn't make him believe it; he had to see for himself who his childhood friends really were. He didn't believe that Rosalie would be going too far with Damian, but now he was seeing how far she would go.“Are you here to finally sign the divorce papers and stop throwing a fit because I have new fabricated documents that will be leaked to the press in an hour?” Damian hadn't looked up; neither had Rosalie, who was stroking his chest lightly. “You'll be behind bars before the sun sets today. And you'll be gone for a really long time, Elena. I hope you choose wisely.”“Ba