Chapter30
It was not the time to confront the truth, so Grace pretended like she had just stumbled upon it. Her voice sharp, she demanded, “What are you two doing?!”
Antonio was shocked, almost immediately pulling away from Mylie. “Grace! I can explain!”
His voice remained calm, though it trembled slightly.
“This crazy woman suddenly barged in, saying she needed help.”
At that moment, Antonio’s phone rang.
With a grim face, he coldly spoke into the phone, “Hamish, this is your mess. I can’t clean it up for you!
“I need you to explain to my wife right now. If she misunderstands me, you’re dead!”
Antonio turned the phone on speaker.
Hamish Pratt’s nervous voice came through.
“Grace, are you there?
“Sorry, Mylie is my girlfriend. She lives in your neighborhood.
“She accidentally hurt herself tonight, so I told her to go to your place for the family doctor….
“Grace, this is all my fault. I’ll come to apologize personally
first thing tomorrow. Don’t get angry with Antonio. He hast nothing to do with it.”
Grace listened expressionlessly.
She glanced at Mylie, whose lips were pursed with embarrassment.
Finally, Grace fixed her eyes on Antonio’s pale face.
This man was so devious.
He’d even cooked up a story with Hamish in advance.
Grace had to admit he was good.
Antonio was an experienced businessman who could keep his composure even in the toughest negotiations, but now, he panicked for the first time.
Beneath his calm disguise was a thumping heart.
He secretly prayed to the heavens, and it seemed to have worked.
His beloved wife simply said, “I see. If it’s just a
misunderstanding, let’s call it a day.” Then, she turned back to her room.
Antonio signaled for Mylie to leave immediately before rushing upstairs.
“Grace, believe me. You’re the only woman I love. I would never betray you like that.
“I might hurt everyone else, but I would never hurt you.”
Chapterla
Grace remained eerily calm. “Alright, you don’t need to explain. I believe you.”
Antonio was stupefied. For the first time, he couldn’t read his wife’s mind.
The next morning, Hamish arrived early to beg for forgiveness as he promised.
He even organized a little gathering, practically begging Grace to show up.
At the club, Hamish raised a glass in front of everyone to apologize to Grace once again.
“Grace, please forgive me. I hope I didn’t hurt your relationship with Antonio.”
He turned to Mylie. “Mylie, you should apologize too.”
Mylie picked up her glass and said, her eyes red, “I’m sorry, Grace. It’s my fault.”
With that, Mylie finished the drink.
Grace’s lips curled into a faint smile. “How did you two meet?”
This question stumped Hamish.
Mylie replied, “We were introduced by friends.”
With a meaningful glance at Antonio, Mylie continued, “I envy what you and Antonio have. You’ve loved each other for so many years.”
Those words were meant to draw Antonio’s attention, but he was focused entirely on peeling pine nuts for Grace,
indifferent to everything else.
In fact, all night long, his eyes only had room for Grace, as if the others didn’t even exist at all.
When someone offered Grace a drink, he would flatly warn, “Take it away. My wife’s allergic to alcohol.” He barely spared Mylie a glance.
The thought of that made Mylie feel a surge of anger.
She bit her lip and, in a fit of defiance, leaned close to Hamish’s ear, whispering, “I’m not wearing anything underneath. Want to give it a try?”
With that, she quickly stood up, pulling the awkward Hamish out of the room.
Antonio paused slightly, a flicker of irritation crossing his face.
A minute later, he turned to Grace, saying, “Honey, I think I left my ring in the bathroom. I’ll go get it.”
He quickly left.
Grace smirked, grabbed her bag, and walked out.
Because she knew Antonio wouldn’t be coming back!
As Grace passed the bathroom, she stumbled upon the most unbearable scene.
