Chapter 43 When I arrived at the police office, Antonio had settled the incident with the other party, Covering the bloody scratches on his face, he hurried to come to me the moment he saw me at the police office.
âGrace, please hear me out! It wasnât what it looked likel âWe were just playing truth or dare. It was a punishment! Everybody was participating in it. That waitress only filmed it because she got us wrong.â
Vivian seemed to be apologizing, yet I could tell how contented she was from her eyes.
âIâm sorry, Grace. We grew up together. Iâm used to getting along with them like this. Donât worry about it. Thereâs nothing going on between Antonio and me.â
Before I could say anything, the waitress staggered out of the police office and spat at Vivian.
âYou bitch!â
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292 Vouchers Vivian couldnât help but cry as if she had been wronged. âGrace, please believe in us. Antonio and I have nothing to hide from you.â
I nodded.
âWell, sure.â
âLetâs call it a day, OK?â
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Antonio could tell that something went wrong with me. He thus stood up to settle the situation.
When I pulled open the door on the passengerâs side, a kid was sitting in the seat. He made a funny face when he saw me.
âWicked woman! You bitch!â
I heard nothing but vicious intention in his childish voice.
âOh, Chris! How could you say that?â
Vivian turned to Antonio, only to find him silent with hands on his face. She then added, âI donât know where he learned that from. Grace, please donât take it personally.
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Chapter 43 288 Vouchers âItâs just he likes Antonio. He even wanted Antonio to be with him last time he got a fever.
âIâm sure Antonio will become a good father!â
I didnât break down as she had expected. Instead, I simply nodded and said, âI think youâre right.â
Antonioâs face turned even more deadpan. He thought for a while before he said, âSince then, why donât you drive? Chris will join us in the back seats.â
He was trying to irritate me. He wanted to see me jealous.
Yet when I saw the three of them standing together, I didnât feel annoyed at all.
Antonio was no longer the man that could affect my mood all the time.
Chris didnât sense anything unusual. He thought that he had helped her mom to win back his dad. He was thus quite proud.
The three of them sat in the back seats with Chris sitting in between. They looked like a family of three.
Antonio remained silent all the way, frowning.
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Chapter 43 288 (Vouchers To light up the atmosphere, Vivian took the initiative to say, âGrace, I heard from Victor that you tended to get jealous all the time.
Yet the way I see it, youâre not what they think you are.â
I simply nodded as I drove, yet somehow Vivian felt encouraged.
âAntonio is a very decent man. He has been taking care of Chris and me. Chris grew up without a dad. Though he never mentions it, I know that he always wants a father. Iâm wondering whether Antonio can join us in the family park next Sunday if you donât mind.
âWith Chris around, Antonio and I wonât do anything that crosses the line.â I pulled up the car and turned around with a smile.
âSure. You donât have to ask for my permission. Heâs an adult. He makes his own decisions.â
âGrace!â Antonio frowned even harder. He opened the door for Vivian and Chris. Before he walked the two of them upstairs, he went back to the car, asking me to switch seats with him.
He wanted me to see in the front seat, yet I went to the back.
âWhy donât you sit beside me? Are you mad?â
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Chapter 43 I shook my head. âNope. Iâm just tired.â
184 Without Chris and Vivian, the car fell into silence. I found the quietness suffocating.
Finally, Antonio broke the silence. âI promise this is the last time. When itâs done, Iâll talk to Vivian and Chris. Grace, please trust me. Please.â
I nodded under his gaze of expectation. He let out a sigh of relief, feeling lucky to get away one more time. Yet he didnât, know that my heart had already died as my love for him perished.
I couldnât care less. Next Sunday, I would fly abroad anyway.
Out of guilt, Antonio treated me very well in the coming week. He even took the initiative to make me breakfast.
Yet he was not a good cook. What he cooked was barely edible.
I thanked him and threw away the lunchbox he prepared me every morning after leaving home.
He started to text me very often, telling me where, with whom, and what he was doing. That was something he used to do when we had just been together.
Chapter 43 At the very beginning, I never asked him to tell me his whereabouts. He always took the initiative to do that. Gradually, as I got used to that, he got tired of doing that.
The week passed quickly. Antonio dressed up Sunday, pretending not willing to go. Yet I could tell from his tie that he valued the event, too.
That was the first present I bought for him, which cost my salary of six months.
When he received it, he said he would take care of it and he would only wear it on our 50th marriage anniversary. Yet now, he put it on to hang out with Vivian and her kid.
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