---- Chapter 222 Only after my comment did he call, and he was furious. He hung up as | tried to explain, and a sharp pain shot through me. | was bleeding. Thirty minutes later, Wendy posted another picrure -- a brand-new Mercedes. She bragged: "He bought it for me outright. Antonio's the best guy in the world." He'd bought it to appease her. I'd had enough. | was ending the marriage. Antonio arrived late, confused by the birthday cake. "Whose birthday is it?" he asked.

Without a word, | casually tossed the cake. My voice was steady, "A friend's." He let out a sigh of relief. "Your birthday is the 28th of September, today's the 8th." ---- Chapter 222 Five years married, and he'd never remembered my birthday, yet never missed Wendy's. Antonio plopped down, offering a little bear. "Wendy gave you this. She's upset about your questions. Call and apologize." The oil-stained bear was clearly a dealership giveaway, with a Mercedes logo. Nausea washed over me.

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"| don't want it." Antonio's frown deepened. "What's your problem? She gave you a gift!" | snapped, "I'm not apologizing. Leave me alone.' Antonio tried to pull me up, forcing a call to Wendy. His rough grip sent my already injured leg crashing against the coffee table. Just a week ago, Antonio had scalded my right leg while he texted Wendy. ---- Chapter 222 It started bleeding again. Antonio got frantic.

"I'll take you to the hospital." | nodded, feeling numb, and as soon as | got in the car, Wendy's sugary voice chirped from the Bluetooth speaker: "Welcome, my dear." Antonio's face twitched. He shot me a nervous glance. "Wendy bought that last time and left it in my car. I'll throw it out." "No worries," | replied, my voice smooth and even. A heavy silence filled the car. Antonio peered at me, astonished. "You're not upset?" | smiled faintly. | admitted | used to be bothered by Wendy.

But now, Antonios actions had rendered her irrelevant. "My wound's throbbing. Can you drive?" |