The Man Who Broke Me (Grace and Antonio) novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2

After Grace left Sybil’s place, she went out of town to book an abortion.

Everyone in the Kaufman family was an influential figure. If she had an abortion in town, Antonio would know before she had surgery.

Before she was wheeled into the operating room, Rowena sent her a video clip.

It lasted for two and a half hours, in which Rowena was wearing sexy lingerie, whereas Antonio was wearing a sharp suit; on the table

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They had sex in every corner of the place, including the kitchen, the study, and the vestibule.

Grace had never seen that side of Antonio; he looked so

obsessed and crazed.

Each scene broke her heart, yet she still finished watching it as if she was determined to torture herself.

“Ma’am, it’s about time for your surgery. Are you sure you’re up to it?” the doctor asked her worriedly.

Only then did she realize she had been crying so hard that her body was trembling.

Apart from being sad, another reason she was crying so hard was that she realized one thing. Even though she knew

Antonio had cheated on her, she still couldn’t stop loving him.

He was a living person, not a piece of clothing that could be dumped at will. The thought of leaving him tore her apart, and it hurt so much that she couldn’t even breathe.

She wiped her tears away and decided to give him one last chance.

She called him. “Where are you, Antonio? I miss you. Can you come back?”

He sounded tense as if suppressing something. “Darling, I’ve got something important to do at work. Tonight…”

He groaned and suddenly spoke much faster, “I won’t come back tonight.”

With that, he hul

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Stunned, Grace started to cry even harder. It was the first time he had ever hung up on her.

After a few minutes, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I’m fine. Wheel me in.”

Late at night, she went home wearily. Sybil texted her, “Baby, everything’s ready. It’ll happen in two days.”

She slumped to the bed. For the entire night, she always woke up crying right after she fell asleep; in the wee hours, she hugged her knees and sat in the darkness until dawn.