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.

Ashley's forehead, my dad

rushed over from college, offering her

could barely remember what

for a second, that they'd turn around

always

they never looked

shiny new car. I instinctively checked my phone, only to find nothing. No calls, no

felt a

until seven o'clock in the evening, but

hit my usual burger joint. That was when my dad

snapped, "Where the hell have you been?

phone, sounding lost. "Grace, did I say

all watery. "I'm sorry, Grace. I didn't mean to take your parents

"We're not going to miss you if

you're staying put, got

call was

hung up, telling them I'd be right

home, they were all in the living room, gunning

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

I'm not into sweets anymore," I

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