The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

Chapter 56

Grace endured the abdominal pain as she returned home, took some pills, and fell into a drowsy sleep. By evening, some knocks on the door woke her up.

"Do you even care what time it is? Why aren't you making dinner? Do you want to starve me?"

Laney barged in. Grace glanced outside, and it was already dark. Normally, she would have had dinner ready by now. In the past three years, she had never let Laney eat takeout, not even when she was sick. "Go eat out. I'm not feeling well."

She tossed Laney 30 dollars and turned to drink some water. Antonio hadn't come home, probably still with Keyla. Lately, he rarely ate at home, yet Grace still cooked dinner for three every day, just in case her "I'm sick of your cooking anyway. If my

brother didn't stop me from eating out, I'd be getting takeout every day."

Laney shot her a glare before slamming the door on her way out. Grace shook her head. See, she had done so

much for Laney, but Laney wasn't grateful at all. The siblings truly were cut from the same cloth. She wrapped her arms around herself and stood by the window for a long time, not noticing Antonio had come h "Grace, where's Laney?"

Startled, Grace quickly wiped away the dried tears from her face.

I'm not feeling well, so I'm heading to

talk to Antonio, though she had so many questions. Did he ever love her even for a moment in these three years? Even

to let her eat outside food? Are you

anything to you,

ney.

high school and needs healthy food. How could you let her eat the junk food out

at

was the longest

his mouth was blame. He didn't sound like a husband speaking to his wife, but more like an employer

of him. She had been

but now, she didn't want

feel sad. She could be jealous and angry. She could get sick and exhausted. Why would Antonio always take everything

had endured and how deeply she loved him? Or did he think

well. I'm sick. Is

and Grace stared at Antonio, hoping to see some guilt

this anymore, just say