I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

Chapter 133

Antono shontol, nearby losing his balance

Trent quickly explainsed. “Grace submitted her resignation letter early the day before yesterday

“She said that her husband is stationed in Esnaria and she wants to take their son with her to join him and further her studies.

“She was set on this, so I followed the process and reported it for approval. Didn’t you know

As he listened. Antonio’s grip tightened even more, and he was almost unable to suppress a sarcastic laugh.

He wondered, “How could I not know that Grace has a husband working

in Esnaria”

Just as he was about to lose his temper, a kid’s voice came through the phone.

“Dad, why aren’t you watching TV with me yet?”

Trent’s soothing voice followed.

“Almost done. Sweetheart, be good and wait for me to finish my call, okay?”

It seemed that every parent was naturally gifted with the ability to sollen their voice when speaking to a child.

Antonio listened blankly to the voices coming from the phone, once again uncontrollably thinking of Ivan.

In fact, he also had a complete family.

But it seemed like he had lost it.

Antonio sat on the kitchen floor all night..

This was the first time he felt so disheveled.

No matter how late he came home in the past, there was always a light on

for him.

I would always sit on the sofa, quietly waiting for him to come home.

all of that

was left with just

at the office without even changing his

office, he saw that my workstation had already

spotlessly clean, almost glaringly so.

a thin document lay quietly, like Pandora’s box waiting to be opened.

Antonio flipped it open, and a line of

irreconcilable differences, leading to the breakdown of their marriage with

reconciliation.”

parties have agreed to divorce

“Husband: Antonio Kaufman”

“Wife: Grace Parrish”

are going

smiled, though tears inexplicably welled up

many times but

J

decision first would be me.

certainly hadn’t expected that unbeknownst to himself, the one who couldn’t let

up the divorce papers,

he had to find me.

He needed answers.

got involved with him first, so why did I leave without a word?

he thought about it, the faster Antonio

face set, he headed out but accidentally bumped into a

“Mr. Kaufman?

are you off to?”

had to stay in

“Get lost.”

for this pretentious woman

was taken aback, stamping her foot.

If you keep this up, I’ll get

“Get lost!”

repeated, his gaze so icy that it could have

to speak again, but Antonio pushed her aside and

away, he