The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

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Part 7

My husband, Antonio Kaufman, wanted me to participate in Eloise's clinical trial for a drug she had been working on. She was his first love.

After refusing several times, he secretly swapped my medication with the experimental drug used in the trial..

At first, I didn't notice any changes, nothing was out of place, but then I started to feel the effects.

It turned out the side effects were so severe that I suffered a brain

hemorrhage. His first love, Eloise Pitts, couldn't handle it.

So the hospital demanded that Eloise stop her research, and Antonio wast asked to perform a surgery on me, but he decidedly refused.

He quickly denied it all, "The brain hemorrhage is due to the patient's personal condition. Eloise's experimental drug is irrelevant to this. I'm the patient's husband and went to the same medical school as Eloise.

I remember how Eloise pretended to be my friend when my husband introduced her to me, making me believe she had no interest in him.

Over the years, I turned a blind eye to every affectionate gesture they had for each other, and I thought it was only because of their long friendship.

Lately, I thought he was being distant with me because I did something wrong, or because he was so busy with work, but the truth was he was with her all the time.

"You're not going to operate on me?" I asked, my face half-

paralyzed, reaching out my hand at him.

Antonio slapped my hand away. "I'll leave it to Eloise. It will provide the final data for her thesis."

His words woke me to the harsh reality-

guinea pig for his beloved

brain hemorrhage. Now he entrusted my life to

"If

You know your life is in

but failed,

condition was too severe to wait for other doctors. Was I really going to die in the hands of my husband's

persuaded

was not happy about

going to do everything he could

her precious

shot me a wicked smirk. It made me feel like something

the anesthetic took

Eloi sway out

Antoni

She positioned herself as

surgeon,

fear

like screaming but

I heard Eloise whisper to me, "Don't worry. I may

wrapped his arm around her waist and said affectionately,

no idea what would

I had

as I could not feel any part of

was able to see had no sense but

the drug I was given to sleep? Or was I

made sense anymore, and in between confusion and panic, I also felt sad and angry at my husband. How

I heard a nurse repeatedly reciting my vital signs and