I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

Chapter 135

Ten years. Ten years we’d been together, and finally, my boyfriend had proposed.

I had envisioned a future filled with joy, a future shattered the moment I saw him — my Antonio Kaulinan — embracing Stella Parrish, his first lolve, in the very home we were to share.

“I’ll always love you. If you say yes, I’ll marry you right away,” Antonio whispered to Stella.

The agony was a physical blow.

His betrayal wasn’t a recent event; it stretched back years.

Despair, raw and suffocating, consumed me.

I had to end this.

Inside, their fervent kiss echoed, each sound a chilling hammer blow to my heart.

I flung Antonio’s engagement ring into the trash and dialed my mother’s international number.

“Mom,” I choked out, biting my lip to stifle the tremor in my voice, “Antonio cheated on me. I’m not marrying him.”

My mother’s voice was bright with something that sounded suspiciously like relief. “I’ll book your ticket right away. You know I’ve always wanted you close.”

I managed a strangled response.

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and children. Focus on your

you.”

hours ago, I’d believed Antonio

despite his success, he’d remained scandal–free

invite her.

had no idea why

had panicked,

abandoned me at the

been cruel, taking

decades.

person I’d ever forgive.

alight with joy, extinguished any remaining affection I

by a morbid curiosity, I’d activated the home

pajamas, lay in our bed,

warming milk for

comfort for your loneliness. Do you really

didn’t answer, but bent to massage her

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You know I hate Grace

silent, then pulled her close, their lips meeting in a

vision, streaming down