The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

Chapter 80

The pills were different from what I usually took.

Although I studied obstetrics, I could still tell the difference.

Unless I was still groggy from sleep, I wouldn't have mixed them up.

The bottle was on the bedside table.

Usually, no one else but Antonio would enter my room.

The answer was clear.

My hand holding the pills started shaking uncontrollably.

In the end, I collapsed to the floor with a thud.

"It's impossible..."

I desperately tried to comfort myself, trying to believe in Antonio.

After all, we had truly been in love for so many years.

At our best, he'd protected me from a car accident, shielding me with his body just to keep me safe.

He said, "Grace, you mean more to me than anything, even more than myself. I can't lose you."

That day, I cried until I could barely breathe, vowing to love him forever.

Today, I was crying just as hard, but now I was searching for a reason to still believe in him.

Antonio.

Please, don't let it be you...

It wasn't until the third day that I finally asked Chloc.

"Grace. this is hormone medication. You can't just take it while pregnant. It could cause birth defects."

unable to hear anything

eyes when

I finally understood.

bit of hope for

Years of love.

couldn't withstand the pressure

collapsed, once

back on the

on the couch in a daze, staring at nothing as the day faded

kept buzzing non-stop. But I

of battery and shut off, leaving me in complete

my birthday. I sat outside the operating room and

you still mad?

pay! Can't you understand that? You

me already. It's not like I can keep putting up with this!" His tone was as harsh

not to hear

calm and detachment, I

do you remember today's

a

wiped my tears and

to remember again. Antonio, when you get back,

on from the other side, so

his voice finally came

are you using divorce as a way to force me to come back? Why do you have

just understand? Do you think this will make

games! Grace, I'll come back when

I forced a smile.

blankly at the chat history

second account, sending me messages over these

their recent conversations. I read

four years, nine out of ten overtime nights had been spent with

I was still cooking meals for him, waiting

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