Divorcing my billionaire husband (Antonio and Grace)

Chapter 69

"Mom, didn't you remember I'm allergic to sugar coke?" I asked, looking straight at my mom.

She hesitated. "I'm sorry. I... Grace, but Ashley is your sister."

I was confused. "What about my room?"

My mom pursed her lips, trying to make up an excuse. "The study is ready. I will clean up the storage room and you can stay there for the time being."

My heart sank. "Why did you have to take my room then?" I muttered, trying to shrug off the frustration. "Never mind. I barely made it into the advanced class as it is. I'm no teacher. Sorry, but the class is calling."

With that, I shook off her hand and bolted out of the school cafeteria.

In my previous life, I tried to impress them with my grades. When I brought home

a perfect score, my mom just said, "I know your grades. Are you proud of a one- time thing?"

Ashley scored an 85 and it was like she won the lottery. They even took her to Happy Valley for a blast.

My mom told me, "Grace, you're afraid of heights. You shouldn't go with us. Maybe next time we can go to the zoo."

Later, I, who was scared of heights, climbed to the 49th floor and ended it all.

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After that, my mom never came to school for me again.

Ashley's crush, Liam Farley, also ended up in the advanced class and became my deskmate.

One day in the cafeteria, when Liam and I were eating, Ashley saw us. I could see jealousy in her eyes.

didn't feel happy about it. I just felt annoyed and left without finishing my meal. Time flew, and before I

home, I worked with Liam at his brother's

for me. In my previous life, I slacked off big time

and Liam got into Northwave University. My parents rang me up, eager to have me back home. Relatives went wild with

on my phone after

chill ran down my neck, giving me the shivers. I

my jaw clenched. Something happened on the

give my parents back if

love, and her promise was tempting.

me were some

ripped my clothes off, and recorded it all. The ordeal lasted an eternity, or so it felt. I was left feeling like I'd been run over

target was

I went there on my own, that I was asking for it, hanging with

the hospital again, acting

a photo of her happy family on Instagram

resentment.

my parents' regret,

even

that moment,

I hung up and

wondered what would happen to

Ashley, and my brother was

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my uncle said, "She didn't do well on her exams, so she's too embarrassed to

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around. Not

uncle continued, "You guys don't appreciate your own daughter. You've barely talked