Divorcing my billionaire husband (Antonio and Grace)

Chapter 46

"Hey, stop crying. I'll get the first aid kit," Antonio said, kissing my cheek softly.

He grumbled as he retrieved it. "You're not a child. Why are you always getting hurt? How will you survive without me?"

I stared at him, numb.

If he didn't love me, why this charade of concern?

I was exhausted by the pretense.

That night, I tossed and turned, drenched in sweat.

At daybreak, Antonio pulled me from bed.

I shoved him off, but he leaned in to kiss me.

I almost slapped him instinctively, stopping myself just in

time.

He barely grazed my lips. "Awake?” he asked.

in disgust.

as if I were unreasonable. "You had a

fine, I couldn't

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Chapter 46

tenderness toward me vanished, replaced by

I didn't exist, he rushed to her

her eyes

my ankle. Small world. Are you

from me. "My sis has a cold. I'm taking her to see a

me as his sister, claiming he was looking after me

closest

the hall. "You guys go ahead. I'm off

and without a word, Antonio scooped her

you. Grace, wait here

of weakness washed over me at the sight of them

against the

a reply,