The Man Who Broke Me (Grace and Antonio) novel Chapter 61

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Grace endured the abdominal pain as she returned home, took some pills, and fell into a drowsy sleep. By evening, some knocks on the door woke her up.

“Do you even care what time it is? Why aren’t you making dinner? Do you want to starve me?”

Laney barged in. Grace glanced outside, and it was already dark. Normally, she would have had dinner ready by now. In the past three years, she had never let Laney eat takeout, not even when she was sick. But today, for some reason, she had no desire to cook for Laney anymore.

“Go eat out. I’m not feeling well.”

She tossed Laney 30 dollars and turned to drink some water. Antonio hadn’t come home, probably still with Keyla. Lately, he rarely ate at home, yet Grace still cooked dinner for three every day, just in case he might come back to a warm meal. Sadly, her efforts never earned her even a shred of his affection.

“I’m sick of your cooking anyway. If my brother didn’t stop me from eating. out, I’d be getting takeout every day.”

Laney shot her a glare before slamming the door on her way out. Grace. shook her head. See, she had done so much for Laney, but Laney wasn’t grateful at all. The siblings truly were cut from the same cloth. She wrapped her arms around herself and stood by the window for a long time, not noticing Antonio had come home.

“Grace, where’s Laney?”

Startled, Grace quickly wiped away the dried tears from her face.

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“She went out to eat. I’m not feeling well, so I’m heading to bed.”

Grace didn’t want to talk to Antonio, though she had so many questions. Did he ever love her even for a moment in these three years? Even just at little? Was he really going to marry Keyla? Did he not see everything she had done for him? She didn’t ask any of these questions, for she knew she might not like the answers she would get. That would only make her feel more humiliated.

Antonio, however, stopped her.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to let her eat outside food? Are you really sick, or are you just throwing a tantrum?

“I don’t think I need to explain anything to you, but you can’t do this to Laney.

“She’s a senior at high school and needs healthy food. How could you let her eat the junk food out there?”

Grace stared at Antonio, stupefied.

This was the longest conversation they’d had in three years, yet every word out of his mouth was blame. He didn’t sound like a husband speaking to his wife, but more like an employer reprimanding his maid.

For the first time, Grace cried in front of him. She had been so good at dealing with his coldness with a smile, but now, she didn’t want to pretend anymore. She could feel sad. She could be jealous and angry. She could get sick and exhausted. Why would Antonio always take everything she did for granted?

Couldn’t he see how much she had endured and how deeply she loved him? Or did he think she simply deserved this?

“Antonio, I said I’m not feeling well. I’m sick. Is that not allowed?”