The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

when he saw my disappearance

was completely shattered. "Forget it, he couldn't even keep his promise of showing up at our wedding on time. Thus, how could I expect him to have any reaction after knowing that I ran away?" I said to myself.

I arrived at the apartment building according to the address given by my supervisor. And, just as I was about to go up with my luggage, Antonio's friend called again.

Now that we had already broken up, there was no need to contact him or his friends anymore. Therefore, I thought it would be better to make myself clear.

I hesitated for a few seconds before answering the call.

Then I heard Antonio's extremely angry scolding from the other end of the phone. "Grace, what's wrong with you? How dare you block my number? Where are you? Speak!

"Didn't I explain everything to you? Mandy had a car accident, and I can't leave her alone. Can you stop making such a fuss?

"You did not show up at our wedding today, did you? Where are you now? Send me the address!"

My eyebrows twisted, and I said coldly, "Didn't you see the message I sent you? We have broken up, and where I go has nothing to do with you! I'll also block your friend's number. Don't contact me anymore!" I did not expect him to be so shameless as to call and blame me after he had stood me up on our wedding day.

Before he could speak again, I hung up and blocked this number. I then walked into the apartment building and dragged my luggage into the elevator.

After tidying up the apartment. I sat on the sofa to rest.

Just at that moment, my supervisor called and said with obvious concern in his voice. "Grace, didn't you tell your husband about going abroad? He just called me. He was so anxious that he almost called the po I gasped, then let out a long sigh.

"Never mind. he can't really come to find me anyway. By the way, we're not married, so he has nothing to do with me anymore."

seemed to understand something from my brief

my personal issues affect my work. I ruffled my hair irritably and

together for eight years, and the number of times he took the initiative to contact me was much less than he had done today. I

simple wedding to be

too embarrassing. I finally had time to have a look at my phone album and clean up the photos I had secretly taken of him

along the phone screen. I felt like

the album was completely emptied. I stood up from the sofa and walked downstairs to buy a bottle

were together, because he hated the smell of alcohol. I could only stare dazedly at the window no matter how sad I was. Otherwise, he would throw me and my drinks out of the house. After the breakup, I was free to drink

my glass and drank it off in one. gulp. The alcohol hit my

gradually blurred.

saw that she had updated another post eight

familiar wrist was lazily placed on the edge of

"When you are with me, it seems like I have the whole

immediately overflowed from my eyes, and I couldn't

trembled as I drafted and redrafted a line of text. After a

deleted her

to this relationship. The next second after turning off my phone, I threw

off. I washed myself up and

that I had no time to think about Antonio at all. It was

receive any more

work, I saw a familiar figure downstairs at

the company's main entrance, clutching his phone

said with

"Her wounds