Divorcing my billionaire husband (Antonio and Grace) novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97

“Looks like the surgery cleared your head this time,” Jarvis said, as mean as ever.

I smiled and said nothing. He packed up his things and put a chocolate on the table. “Eat it when your condition allows.”

I watched him, but he didn’t look back. He simply turned and left. As the door closed, I glanced at the chocolate.

It was the same one I had posted about on social media a few days ago.

That day was my birthday; and though I rarely indulged in chocolate as a child or an adult, I had a sudden craving.

I mentioned it to Antonio several times, but he brushed me off, thinking I was being childish and asking why I couldn’t just buy it myself.

Again, he hung up on me.

I searched everywhere but couldn’t find the filled chocolate I craved.

Feeling despondent, I posted on social media, saying I might never find my favorite chocolate again, with an old photo of it.

Antonio commented below, “Are you done?”

Long ago, Eloise sent me a picture of the chocolate, asking if it was the one I wanted. I was a bit confused but thrilled and told her it was.

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She replied, “Antonio bought me this.”

I cried all night, hurt by Antonio’s words. Even now, thinking about his words made me feel so hurt.

Seeing the chocolate again, I couldn’t help but smile.

I couldn’t enjoy it yet, but I snapped a picture and shared it online. To my surprise, Antonio was the first to like it.

He even commented, “Did some other guy buy you this?”

I ignored him. It was the first time in years that I chose not to respond to him.

Half an hour later, he started bombarding me with calls and messages.

But my phone was on silent while I was undergoing tests. When I finished, Jarvis stopped me.

We talked about my condition.

Halfway through, Antonio stormed in and angrily pulled me away from Jarvis.

“What are you doing? You want a divorce just to run back to your first love?

“Have you no shame, flirting with him in our hospital?” Antonio hissed. Jarvis tried to speak, but I stopped him.

I pulled out the surveillance videos I had been collecting from the hospital.

I had planned to show them to the judge to prove our

marriage was over. But here Antonio was, practically begging

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