Chapter 8
I was amused by the way he looked like he had been abandoned. How did he get the audacity to think I was just throwing a tantrum?
“Antonio, I’m not pregnant, and I’m not throwing a tantrum. It was over between us when you called me your maid. Your girlfriend now is Lola. There is nothing between us anymore. Do you understand?” I spoke each word clearly. His face turned pale.
“The baby is gone? Grace, how could you be that cruel?” Antonio lost his composure, grabbing my arms and shouting in disbelief.
His grip was strong, and it hurt my arms.
“Antonio, get your hands off me!” I frowned in pain. Suddenly, he calmed down, his eyes brewing a storm.
I recognized that look all too well. Every time he got angry, he would give me that same look, and then he would take me to bed, pushing me until I passed out.
A jolt of panic surged in my chest, and without thinking, I bit down on his arm. He yelped in pain and released his grip. I seized the opportunity and ran out.
Back at the booth, I sank into the corner, my hair cascading down, my heart still racing.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Antonio walking toward me, his face stormy with rage.
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My heart leaped into my throat. Suddenly, Marcel leaned in, his breath hot against my ear. “Grace, do you want to get rid of him?”
I instinctively nodded. The next thing I knew, Marcel had pulled me into his arms, my lips brushing against his cheek. From a distance, it looked like we were kissing.
Lilith and the others cheered and screamed. I looked into
Marcel’s eyes, my ears burning.
“Grace, look over there!” Marcel whispered, and I glanced in that direction. Sure enough, Antonio was standing still, not moving forward.
I sighed in relief. However, the next moment, Lilith’s scream pierced the air.
I felt the wind rush across my cheek and realized that Antonio had thrown a punch, which was caught firmly by Marcel.
“Get your hands off her,” Antonio demanded in a hoarse
voice.
“Why should I listen to you? Who do you think you are?” Marcel retorted. They stared at each other, the tension thick
between them.
“Grace, come over here. I’ll break up with Lola, and we can be together again.” Antonio seemed so certain that I wouldn’t say no.
Marcel tightened his arm around me as though he was
worried about something. I pulled away from his embrace and chuckled, “Antonio, what makes you think I would listen to you?”
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Chapter 8
“You love me, don’t you? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been with me for eight years,” Antonio said. I immediately wrapped my arm around Marcel’s neck and kissed him.
Marcel looked shocked, and Antonio was stunned. He had lowered his fist, just staring at us in a trance.
After Antonio’s interruption, none of us were in the mood to continue playing.
I said goodbye to Lilith and pulled Marcel out of the bar. After walking a short distance, I broke the silence. “Marcel, I’m sorry. I used you…”
A hint of disappointment flashed across Marcel’s face, but then he smiled. “Grace, it’s okay.”
“Thank you. Let’s part ways here,” I bid farewell to him and turned to hail a taxi to the hotel.
