Divorcing my billionaire husband (Antonio and Grace)

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The summer camp ended after a month.

I happily went to the airport to pick up Antonio, only to find him looking at me and my mom with nothing but disgust and disdain.

Roxanne looked over complacently when he wrapped his coat around her and said with concern, "Roxanne, take care of yourself. Don't worry. I'm always with you."

My heart broke when I heard his words.

The green light was on, and the car behind me blared, dragging me back from my memory.

I collected myself, no longer having any feelings for Antonio.

As I drove forward, the sun shone on me. It was so bright, just like my future life.

Three years later, I entered the global documentary competition as a Gold Award winner.

After the competition, I signed autographs for all the fans who came to congratulate me.

During these three years, I continued to devote myself to charity and documentary

work. Together with my colleagues, I traveled almost the entire world,

documenting a large

number of endangered species.

It was already midnight when I finished my work.

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was so sleepy I

my eyes open.

I clenched the taser stick in

up because of my movements. Hearing sounds, the person turned

it was Antonio, who had

and one of his eyes turned

brow bone was broken, like

limped on his left

seemed to realize that he and

his hoarse, deep voice filled with

while looking

it was because he had known I'd react like

his pocket,

the pendant with his coarse fingers before smiling

give you this gift, but

the baby.

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can never make it up to you. Before I was locked up,

this pendant, I bought it with the money I earned from working at a construction

beg you to forgive me, as I know it's impossible. I just want you to take

few times, and when he looked up again, I saw blood oozing from the corner

and continued, his voice soft, "I deserve

had terminal lung cancer. I

he placed the necklace gently in the mailbox in the

looked at me almost

die, can you bury my