NovelEnglishThe Lies He Told153 When I woke up, I was alone at the hospital with my left leg in a cast.
I struggled to remember what had happened, but then a very strong pain remindedof all.
Noticing that I was awake, a nurse cover to remove my IV and said with concern, "You're lucky that it's just your leg, or you would have lost your baby." I looked calmly at the ceiling and replied, almost whispering, "I don't want the baby. Can you schedule an abortion for me?" The nurse looked atwith surprise. "I don't know, I will have to talk to the doctor first, Miss." "Please do, I can't continue with this anymore, I beg you," I said to her once more, pleading for her sympathy.
After I was wheeled out by the nurse, I learned that it was the village chief who had broughthere.
All I got from Antowas a text, which read, "Roxanne fainted from seeing your injured leg. So I took her back to New York for treatment." He and Levi requested a rescue helicopter overnight and escorted her to New York.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI was hurt but no longer surprised that he didn't care about my injuries at all.
The great disappointment madenumb all over, yet somehow I still felt the heartbreak soon after.
Not long after, the nurse cto tellthat my abortion was set for three hours later.
During this period of time, I finalized the legal divorce agreement with my lawyer friend. As I exited our chat, I saw Roxanne posted screenshots of money transfers on Facebook.
So, they all remembered her birthday, which was the day after mine.
I remember when I asked my dad, Peter, for 2.000 dollars to buy sequipment to be a better journalist.
He said that was too much and yet he transferred 8,500 dollars to her while leaving a message, "Happy birthday, sweetie!" Last month, my brother used my car and had an accident while driving it. He was ok, but he wrecked my car and said he could not afford to fix it.
Levi transferred 16,000 dollars to her, saying, "My dearest sister, may you be happy forever!" And of course, Antowould never even takeout for dinner, saying it was too expensive.
He sent her a screenshot of a bank transfer of 85,000 dollars, and the words attached were, "No matter what the future holds, I'll love you. forever." In silence, I looked at all the screenshots one by one and then unfriended. Roxanne on Facebook.
Just then, Antocalled. How did he find out? As soon as I picked up, he mocked me, "What's gotten into you this time, Grace? You just hate to see us being so nice to Roxanne, right? Back in high school, you accused her and Elise of killing your mom. But then what?" "Antonio," I started carefully, but he didn't letfinish.
"Peter toldeverything. Your mom had mental issues! She committed suicide! Then you claimed Elise tricked you and Levi into sschool to fight Inteaddiction." "You are wrong," I answered, raising my voice a bit more.
He didn't try to mask the disdain in tor his tone as he continued ranting, "I already had someone look into it. That school doesn't exist at all. Levi said you lured him to an abandoned school, and then he hit his head and lost his memory. It was Roxanne who took care of him for a month." It was like he finally stopped pretending, and he kept cursing me.
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"Honestly, never wanted to marry you! Back then, if it weren't, 't forem Roxanne worrying you might hurt yourself, I wouldn't have gone into the hotel and drunk the wine you had spiked with drugs..." I listened in silence until a female voice cut him off. "Patient No. 037, Grace Parrish, please cto the door of the abortion room." Antowent quiet for a while. Then he asked, his breath quickening, "You're getting an abortion?" Somehow I sensed a hint of disbelief in his tone.
As I was about to speak, Roxanne's chuckle sounded on the other end of the line.
"Con, Antonio. Grace cares so much about you and your baby. Why would she get an abortion?" Antonio's voice instantly turned cold. "You're right. Grace, you've really letdown." "You can believe whatever you want, Antonio. I no longer care," I told him and he was more upset.
"Both you and Roxanne are born to the sfather, but you're nothing beso like her How can you be so O 119 manipulative? After going all out to marry me, now you want to threatenwith the baby?". "Antonio," I started to speak again but he did not want to hear anything.
"Well guess what, I'm not falling for that crap. Let's get a divorce." Hen sounded triumphant, like he was waiting forto ery and beg for mercy. But he was wrong. After pausing for a few seconds, I suddenly felt a lot relieved. "Sure. Let's get a divorce." I then ended the call and walked into the abortion room.
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