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

sigh of relief. Upon reaching the hotel, they escorted him to his room and then left

was left alone in the

off his tic, and tossed it carelessly to the floor. He then pressed the space between hist eyebrows,

Ever since

encounter at the restaurant, for some reason, Antonio had begun to feel dissatisfied with everything he

minutes, to the big, like socializing during contract negotiations and preparing the banquet of the Kaufman family, he just

Antonio just felt that there was no pare with

his life and work, she also frequently

some absurd and fantastic adventures. In every dream, Grace was there, silently following behind him and calling him Mr. Kaulinan There were

Antonio, and other times she

dreams, they were husband and

giving him a parting kiss before

his work, she

he would send him

mumerous amusing stories and

be returned

a hot meal

would take

arm-in-arm with him at

dinner table.

and

he woke up from those dreams, Antonio would lie in bed for a long time, recalling

had such dreams too often, sometimes he would zone out

of his wife, he would first envision a variety of appearances and personalities before beginning to choose the

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