I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

Chapter 47

Grace’s POV

My fiance, who I will marry in a few weeks, is with another

woman.

While I’m right here, trying to weave through my asthma attack, he’s right there dancing with her.

His eyes are glued to her, failing to spare me a single glance, even though my chest is heaving up and down and I can barely breathe.

I’ve been in love with Antonio for eight years now. And for a while it felt like he was in love with me. But everything changed when that woman showed up.

Now, it seems like I barely exist to him.

Only when their dance is finished does he go back to me. But even then, he just leaves to go home with me. I get in the car, and once I open the glove box, I find a diamond ring.

“What is this?” I ask.

He immediately snatches it away from my grasp. “It’s not for

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I nod, keeping all my emotions at bay until he reaches the corner of the road. “Pull up over here, please.”

“What for?” he asks, but I don’t answer him. I just head to the shop in the distance.

A few months ago, I decided to have a wedding dress custom–made for me. But now, I don’t think I have any use for it. I just need to have the whole thing canceled and destroyed.

But just as I walk into the shop, Antonio follows me.

He shoves my coat on my face, shouting, “Why do you always leave your stuff, Grace? I’m tired of picking up after you.”

Antonio is a neat freak. He doesn’t like when I leave some of my stuff in his car.

But I look at the coat he tries to give me, and I notice something. “That’s not my coat.”

His irritation vanishes at once. He picks it up, his expression now considerably softer than when we started talking.

I know that it’s because the coat belongs to Cecilia Smith.

Every time she leaves something in his car, it only leads to a

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This time, however, it doesn’t lead to anything

lady. “HI, I’m the one who came in

lady says. “Your wedding dress and the suit are both done. You can try them on now. I can reserve a showroom

but Antonio is already heading inside with a grumpy expression.

choice but to try on my dress. After changing into

myself in the mirror.

frowns. “You don’t look good

hand her my phone. “Can you take a

me as the lady gets ready to snap a picture. But just as the lady is about to click, his phone rings

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mood already visibly improved. “Hello. Is

need my coat,” she says sweetly. “Oh, if you can

on my way”

kiss you right now!” she says before

he leaves, still in his suit. I hear his car roaring away. My heart breaks. I take a deep breath and reach

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now. One in the morning to be exact. I’ve already gone home alone, and that’s

me a text.

the bar,” it

time Antonio took the time to tell me where he

and go to

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to dumb my trash,

broken or something?”

a breath. I know why he’s upset. It’s because I used to call him nonstop when he goes out

barges into my apartment, looking around like he’s expecting to see something. Then, he notices my wall. “Hold on. We

falls on the trash bag on the floor. I open my mouth to tell him that I’ve thrown it away, his

going to see you right

the trash out and come back. I’m tired, since I haven’t eaten dinner or breakfast,

eat it, I notice that he’s watching me in

asks. “Why do you need to shove

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of the toast and shakes it into the bin. I watch him, mouth agape. The audacity is killing me.

have my full

fixes me a cold glance. “I own this house. I make the rules. You didn’t even ask me before you ate it. You simply have no

jacket and storms lout, leaving me