Divorcing my billionaire husband (Antonio and Grace)

Chapter 67

Chapter 67

The parent-teacher day came around.

Seeing my classmates with their parents, I felt a growing resentment toward Ashley. I often found myself wondering, who was the real child here, her or me?

No answers came my way.

I got the seat closest to the teacher's podium.

Parents streamed in, and it seemed like everyone was staring

at me.

The whispers started, "Her parents are around, but why show up for one kid's conference and skip the other's?"

"What kind of parents play favorites like that?"

The headteacher walked in last, and the empty seat next to me didn't escape her notice.

In my previous life, I sat there in the corner. Feeling all those eyes on me, I couldn't take it and rushed out in a huff.

But this time, I didn't dodge the glances. "Sorry, my folks can't make it," I told the teacher, who understood my situation and gave me a sympathetic nod.

After the conference, I packed it up and headed home, the same as always.

saw them. It

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glued to the spot.

was my mom, wiping Ashley's forehead, my dad carrying

from college, offering

I could barely remember

for a second, that they'd turn

always

they never looked

checked my phone, only to find nothing. No calls, no

a pang

o'clock in the evening, but they

usual burger joint. That was when

hell have you been? It's not the end of the world because of

sounding lost. "Grace, did I say something wrong? Don't be upset with

"I'm sorry, Grace. I didn't mean to take your parents from you. I'm almost eighteen. I

not going to miss you

you're staying

call was so

touched my burger when I hung up, telling them I'd be right back.

they were all in the

in front of me, gave it to Ashley. My mom started, "We thought you'd be

deal. I'm not into

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