Divorcing my billionaire husband (Antonio and Grace)

Chapter 68

"Sorry, Grace, but Dad and Mom just worry about me. Even though Kevin came to visit me but not you, it doesn't mean that he doesn't care about you. We all do, really. Maybe next time, I can get them to your parent-teacher conference?"

Ashley's apology came off more like a brag. In my previous life, her attitude would've ticked me off. But now? I was as cool as a cucumber.

"No need. This is my last one."

My brother butted in, "Who do you think you are, giving us that attitude? Have you ever wondered why our folks would rather go to Ashley's conference than yours? It's because you're always so mean to her!"

My mom's face went white as a sheet.

Ashley started bawling, "I didn't mean to upset you, Grace. I'll leave, and you won't have to see me again. You can have. Mom and Dad all to yourself. I won't be in the way."

She rushed over and grabbed my arm, begging me not to be mad. I tried to pull away, but she held on tight.

Then, out of the blue, she used my hand to push herself away.

Ashley's face went ghostly pale as she hit the couch, called out for Mom twice, and then passed out. My dad scooped her up onto the couch and told my mom to call an ambulance.

My mom was dialing, tears streaming down her face. She

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muttered, "We were all so happy at dinner. Why did everything fall apart as soon as we got home?"

My brother was furious, ready to throw a stool at me,

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But I wasn't scared. I was ice cold as I said, "Didn't Ashley say she wanted my room for a study? You've already got the plans ready and just haven't talked to me yet. Well, I'll make the call. I'll stay on campus for the rest of my senior year. If she wants my room, she can have it. Are we all happy now?"

My brother's hand froze mid-air.

out, begging my dad to

just raised his hand, pointed to the door, and

to make me back down, but this time,

talk me out

and they all rushed off to

essentials, and my books. I tossed them in

it out of there. I was leaving the only

year was a

I needed to board because of my

was actually happy,

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focus on my studies.

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to put all the top students in one

school.

my

for me.

with joy. "Grace, you must be working so hard. You've lost

tears.

cold as ice. "What brings

to smile, "It's not class time yet. Can you have

her to the cafeteria

so they didn't hate me as much? That was what I was thinking as I walked

soon as we got there,

water on my head. I felt numb all over. "Mom, Grace," Ashley greeted, holding a bottle of sugar coke and a plate

down right across from