The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

Chapter52

Antonio had long forgotten how he had endured those days filled with pain, with no one to turn to for support... He simply couldn't bear to go. through that again! Yet, Alison's gaze remained as cold and indifferent as ever.

It was as if she had truly completely let go, with not even the slightest. lingering affection...

The very thought of this made Antonio catch his breath in a choke, and a sudden sharp pain shot through his heart.

He stumbled involuntarily as if the world was spinning out of control around him.

With great effort, he tried to steady himself, then, trembling, he dropped to his knees once more.

He hoped that this undignified act might evoke a sliver of pity in Alison, perhaps making her change her mind, if only a little.

At this moment, passers-by came to a halt to look at them.

Everyone recognized him as Antonio, the president of the A&G Group.

The gazes directed at him varied: some were filled with curiosity, some with contempt, some were just watching the show, and others were mocking. But without hesitation, they all whipped out their apps and began live-

streaming the scene.

Alison, exhausted, forcefully tugged her hand free.

She cast one

final glance at him, then turned around and walked away with determination.

Antonio instantly became desperate. In a panic, he reached out his hand, but he couldn't even manage to grasp the hem of her clothes.

All he could do was sob, his body trembling violently, and he was so overcome that he couldn't even utter a word. With despair in his eyes, he could only watch her retreating figure and shake his head frantically Finally, he collapsed to the ground.

That day, Alison and Javon went back to Caumar together.

Meanwhile, in Astonburg, there was a shocking piece of news: Antonio, heartbroken by love, had driven his car into the sea to kill himself.

Five years later.

the entrance

the gentle breeze blew through, creating a series

the counter, and he turned to the lady intently pruning the

in front of him, who was busy packing a bouquet for him, "Excuse me, is that lovely lady one of

inquiries, replied with a warm smile, "She's the owner of this shop,

was still

tall and

immediately, and then it gradually softened into a tender

patiently to one side, watching quietly, the corners of his mouth curving up slightly, without making a sound to

while, the lady

ceased her work, tidied herself up,

only when the

vanished from

bought the flowers finally snapped out

BUMS

could read his mind, blinked

saying

a beautiful couple,

other side

trees, a man in a wheelchair was jolted awake from a

breath, his forehead beaded with cold sweat. He

the searing pain in his heart began to

again

how

reliving the past,

time he was like

onlooker, desperately at

past. In his dreams,

in agony at his former

"Push that woman