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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rush into marriage. and children. Focus on your career. Whatever you decide,

you.”

believed Antonio was a

distance from other women, and despite his success, he’d remained scandal–free

invite her.

idea why she’d suddenly showed

had panicked, dropping a

abandoned me

Stella? She’d been cruel, taking everything from me

decades.

was the last person I’d ever

him bring her home, his face alight with joy, extinguished any remaining

morbid curiosity, I’d activated

Stella, wearing my pajamas, lay in

warming milk for her.

said, “She’s just a comfort for your loneliness. Do you really intend

bent

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You know I hate Grace the most.”

silent, then pulled her close, their

vision, streaming down