The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

Chapter 223

I was stunned for a moment. After suppressing the disappointment in my heart. I took a taxi to work. It was a rare day without any messages from him harassing me to go back to him. When I got off work, it started pouring again. I waited for an hour before I could hail a taxi.

Unexpectedly, the heavy rain affected visibility, and the driver couldn't. see the traffic lights at an intersection. As a result, the taxi was hit by a car that charged out from the side and then flipped over on the spot.

The immense impact made me feel like my internal organs were being crushed, and for a moment, I felt the arrival of death.

I tried with all my might to call out weakly to the driver for help, but I heard no response. Then I finally realized he was barely breathing.

The heavy rain continuously washed over the shattered car windows, and my cries for help were drowned out by the sound of the rain.

Blood was freely flowing from my wounds, and my body temperature dropped rapidly. As I gradually lost consciousness, the only person I thought of was still Antonio.

Fortunately, my phone was inside my clothes, and with the last of my strength, I managed to press the emergency

contact button. The phone automatically dialed Antonio's number.

It rang three times, but he didn't answer. My

tears mingled with the raindrops as I lost consciousness completely. When I woke up again, I found myself already in a ward, with Antonio pale-

faced, guarding by my bedside.

His chin was covered with bluish stubble, and he looked quite haggard. I closed my eyes directly, not wanting to look at him anymore.

sorry, I didn't know you called because my phone was off. I just got here. Mandy was given a critically ill notice, and she said she

last time.

me? We've broken up. so it's your

deserved it. After such a

never had a place in his heart. The pain from my broken ribs made my forehead bead with cold sweat as I

out to wipe it away for me, but I coldly said, "Get out.

that he was going to lose

to me about this, and I won't believe her anymore. I've

"Does it matter?"

emotion as I looked at him like a stranger His eyes were gradually filled with despair, and he didn't know

ve

give me one more chance.

my brows furrowed, I endured the sharp pain in my chest and said. "Antonio, we're over, completely

hand, reaching out

my eyes full of hatred, he finally fell silent. After a few minutes. of stalemate, he

turned and

from my life, except for the daily and punctual delivery of

being discharged, I returned

him writing a business plan with his head down. We became the most familiar strangers to

communications relied on emails, and this lasted for a whole

still notice his gaze on me during meetings. As time passed, it became more

to my office desk, and he rushed to question me in