Breaking Free From My Ex (Grace and Antonio) novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76

“Hey, stop crying. I’ll get the first aid kit,” Antonio said, kissing my cheek softly.

He grumbled as he retrieved it. “You’re not a child. Why are you always getting hurt? How will you survive without me?”

I stared at him, numb.

If he didn’t love me, why this charade of concern?

I was exhausted by the pretense.

That night, I tossed and turned, drenched in sweat.

At daybreak, Antonio pulled me from bed.

I shoved him off, but he leaned in to kiss me.

I almost slapped him instinctively, stopping myself just in time.

He barely grazed my lips. “Awake?” he asked.

I turned away, wiping my mouth in disgust. “It’s the weekend. Let me sleep.”

Antonio looked at me as if I were unreasonable. “You had a fever last night. We’re going to the hospital.”

Despite feeling fine, I couldn’t dissuade him.

In the hospital hallway, we encountered Alicia, limping on a twisted ankle.

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Antonio’s tenderness toward me vanished, replaced by immediate concern for her.

As if I didn’t exist, he rushed to her side. “How did you get hurt?”

Alicia smiled but her eyes met mine.

“Just twisted my ankle. Small world. Are you here to see a doctor too?” she said.

Antonio hesitated, then looked away from me. “My sis has a cold. I’m taking her to see a doctor.”

He always introduced me as his sister, claiming he was looking after me while Freddy was abroad.

Only a few closest friends knew our romance.

Alicia nodded, gesturing down the hall. “You guys go ahead. I’m off to the clinic on the other side.”

She hopped forward, and without a word, Antonio scooped her into his arms.

“I’ll take you. Grace, wait here a minute.”

A wave of weakness washed over me at the sight of them together.

I leaned against the wall, speechless.

Antonio didn’t wait for a reply, simply carrying Alicia away.

His actions betrayed his true feelings.

He seemed oblivious to the depth of his love for her.

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I forced a smile and went to my own appointment.

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The weakness had a cause–my temperature was 41.3 degrees Celsius.

Neglecting the burn, combined with my emotional turmoil, had led to an infection.

I needed an IV.

I instinctively reached for my phone to call Antonio, then stopped.

“What a bad habit,” I thought, pushing the phone back into my pocket and heading off to get my meds alone.