Chapter 90
Several days later, Vivian came back and began preparing for her wedding. She let me take care of business.
For the first few days, I kept my daughter company. Then, I focused on work.
Somehow, Antonio found out where I lived. I saw his car parked downstairs all night recently.
It had been going on several nights in a row.
I pretended not to know and didn’t do anything about it.
He was basically a stranger to me now. A stranger didn’t affect me easily.
I took my daughter to Vivian’s wedding and ran into Antonio and his parents. Vivian was his cousin. Most of their acquaintances knew me.
They began whispering when they saw me with a kid.
People stared. Antonio stood beside me to block their gazes. He also shielded me from Lana’s resentful look.
The ones who hated Lana took this chance to get revenge.
Someone asked me, “Grace, is this your daughter with Antonio?
“Lana has both a grandson and a granddaughter. Lucky her!”
I didn’t care what they thought or said about me, but I wouldn’t allow
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them to comment on my daughter.
This woman was one year younger than Lana, but her face was wrinkled. I smiled at her, “You’re the lucky one. You have so many sons.”
Her husband’s 7th bastard had just been acknowledged. It was a 10- year–old boy. Hearing my retort, that woman shut up angrily.
Worried they might see the resemblance, I kept my daughter behind me when the Kaufmans were around. As soon as the wedding was over, I’d leave with my daughter.
However, my watch wasn’t close enough.
When I wasn’t paying attention, she ran to Lana, looked up at her, and said, “Lady, you can’t keep staring at my mommy.”
