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 was

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glued to the spot.

forehead, my dad carrying her

from college, offering her

remember what they

wished, just for a second, that they'd turn around and

always there

never looked

checked my phone, only to

felt a pang

waited until seven o'clock in the evening, but they

I hit my usual burger joint. That was

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

"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

in, "We're not going to miss you

back. Ashley, you're

call was so

hung up, telling them I'd be

all in the living room, gunning for

a sliver of cake left. My brother, right in front of me, gave it to Ashley. My mom

big deal. I'm not into sweets

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