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.

just felt annoyed and left without finishing my meal. Time flew, and before

going home, I worked with Liam at his brother's gaming studio during the

cheers for me. In my previous life, I

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

my

me the shivers. I

on the same day in my

to give

love, and her promise was tempting. 1288

but what awaited me were

bound my hands, 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

was

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

to the hospital again,

photo of her happy family on Instagram and jumped

resentment.

wanted to see my parents' regret, but I was let

didn't even collect my

that moment,

hung up and turned off

wondered what would happen to Ashley without me

reach Ashley, and my brother was going to look

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on her exams,

first in our family to get

around. Not spotting Ashley, he asked, "Is Ashley

don't appreciate your own daughter. You've barely talked to Grace since she's been