My Wife Is A Billionaire (Grace and Antonio) novel Chapter 93

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On our engagement day, I discovered countless erotic photos of my fiance with another woman on his laptop. 

Eight years with him, and this was my reward. 

Betrayal, raw and unforgiving, clawed at me. 

Immediately, I booked a flight to Fiassi, a flight scheduled to depart on our wedding day. 

This had to end. 

I called my boss. “Mr. Rowland, I’ve decided. I’ll take the Fiassi job.” 

His surprise was palpable. “Fantastic. I’ll get the team on it. But your wedding…” 

“No problem,” I managed, my voice trembling. 

Tears streaming down my face, unseen by him, as I ended the call. 

It was the first time I’d ever touched Antonio Kaufman’s computer. 

We’d started at the same company after graduation, different departments, separate lives. 

Tonight, he was at a bachelor party, his phone off. 

His boss, desperate for a proposal, contacted me. 

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That was when I saw those photos. 

Eight years of memories flooded back. 

No snapshots of us, not a single trace on his phone. 

My pleas for shared photos were always dismissed: “We see each other every day. No need for pictures.” 

But it wasn’t about the need; he simply wasn’t invested in me. 

Then, his friend’s words from our engagement party resurfaced. “I thought Antonio would be a bachelor forever for Mandy’s sake! You’re actually getting married? Are you sure you’re not doing it in a fit of pique?” 

I hadn’t notice the guilty look in Antonio’s eyes then. 

“Our marriage is based on love!” I’d declared, my voice ringing with a confidence Ino longer felt. 

Shaking, I closed his laptop. 

A breakup text was ready to send, but his response to my wedding dress message from yesterday was absent. 

His Facebook profile was a void – a blank canvas except for one line: “I’m waiting for someone to come back.” 

A wry smile played on my lips. 

He had someone else. 

I’d always thought Antonio was simply introverted, but my naivety was breathtaking 

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I’d questioned that bio countless times; he’d never explained. 

Now it was chillingly clear. 

Three days until our wedding. 

The countdown on my phone’s wallpaper mocked me 

Tears blurred my vision as I stared at the relentless ticking seconds. 

Then, the call from Antonio’s friend. 

“Grace, Antonio is wasted. Come get him.” 

In the background, I heard Antonio’s slurred voice. “Mandy, don’t leave me…” 

A sharp pain pierced my chest. 

Before going to fetch him, I discarded our matching couple gear — usless trinkets now. 

As I approached the private room, laughter spilled out. 

“Hey, Mandy, what brings you back today? Regretting Antonio’s wedding?” 

Mandy Delacruz was there. 

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