The Lies He Told Me 209

The late autumn rain soaked Antonio's face and seeped through his collar and cufls.

He stood there, rooted to the spot, watching the car disappear from his sight.

Before long, another car pulled up. Morton, umbrella in hand, rushed over to shield Antonio from the rain.

Antonio raised his head and glanced around, his thin lips pressed tightly together. Then he headed towards the roadside.

Inside the car, the heater blew warm air in his face, gradually dispelling the chill from his body.

His rain-

drenched clothes, however, still clung to his skin. They were damp and sticky, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Morton took out a set of clean clothes from the trunk, but Antonio didn't. even look at them. He just kept a straight face as he ordered the driver to start the car.

All the way, there was only the sound of breathing inside the car.

As they reached downtown, the streets grew busy. The driver braced himself to ask where they were going next.

However, after a long time, he still got no response from Antonio. He could only slow down the car and keep driving forward.

When even Morton was in a cold sweat, Antonio finally spoke, "Hotel.”

His two

reaching the hotel,

was left alone in

and tossed it carelessly to the floor. He

Ever since

for some reason, Antonio had begun to feel dissatisfied with

the big, like socializing during contract negotiations and preparing the banquet

came and went around him, but Antonio just felt

inconveniences in his life and work, she also frequently eared

Antonio dreamed of the replays of their past, and at other times of some absurd and fantastic adventures. In every dream, Grace was there, silently following behind him and

him Antonio, and other times she called

they were

typical wife, helping him tie in the morning and giving him a parting kiss before he

his work, she

he would send him

mumerous amusing stories and

be

evening, a

She would take his

with

dinner table.

and

those dreams, Antonio would lie in bed for

had such dreams too often, sometimes he would zone out and start to imagine his

he would first envision a variety of appearances and personalities before beginning to choose the right

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