I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

Chapter 61

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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at my villa downtown, I was so sleepy I could barely keep

taser stick in my hand. These years of adventures abroad

my movements. Hearing sounds, the person

did I realize it was Antonio, who

buzz cut, and one of his eyes turned blind.

had been

that he and I were now from two different worlds.

he said softly, his hoarse, deep voice filled with

looking at

was because he

took out a necklace from his pocket, where there was a baby face on

pendant with his coarse fingers before smiling

even deserve to give you this gift, but I do

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the baby.

make it up to you. Before I was locked

for this pendant, I bought it with the money I earned from working at a construction site after I got out of prison. It’s

it’s impossible. I just want you to take care of

when he looked up again, I saw blood oozing from

casually and continued, his voice soft, “I deserve this. The doctor said I had terminal lung

the necklace gently in the mailbox in the yard.

hands, he looked at

can

hurt me so much that I just couldn’t respond

my hatred, he fell silent, his eyes turning red, tears of remorse streaming