Chapter 265 That year, Antonio was supposed to...
Antonio held onto Sarah, unwilling to let go, like a child pleading for a warm embrace.
Sarah had never seen Antonio so vulnerable before. In her impression, he was always lofty, proud, and powerful, as if nothing could break him. Even when he was gravely injured, she never saw him wear such a helpless expression, let alone be as drunk as he was today.
Now, this man, as cold as an iceberg, had shattered into this state, causing Sarah's heart to ache as if it had been stabbed multiple times. What exactly had happened to make him like this?
'Could it be something that his grandfather said that provoked him?'
"Antonio, you still have me and our children. You are not without a family..."
Sarah could only gently pat Antonio's back until she heard his breathing gradually calm down, and then she helped him onto the bed to sleep.
Under the dim moonlight, the faint glow illuminated Antonio's restless sleeping face, and he would often furrow his brows for no reason.
Sarah caressed Antonio's cheek, leaned forward, and planted a kiss on his forehead, feeling the cold touch mixed with warmth.
"Sleep. Everything will be alright when you wake up."
Antonio embraced Sarah in his dreams, and whether it was due to that kiss or not, he became even more tranquil.
A burst of scorching sunlight awakened Antonio. He groggily opened his eyes. What came into his view was Sarah's sleeping cheek.
Golden specks scattered across the floor, drifting around her pristine skin, as if veiling her in radiant splendor.
This light emitted gentleness, intertwining with devotion.
The long-lasting gloom in Antonio's heart dissipated in an instant.
He couldn't control his body and directly kissed those soft lips.
Sarah felt a surge of warmth and sleepily opened her eyes, only to realize what she was experiencing.
Looking at the man before her with a pleading expression, Sarah felt a bit helpless.
"Being a rogue in broad daylight doesn't seem like Mr. Valencia's style."
"To be a rogue with you is within reason." Antonio shifted and leaned against the headboard, bringing Sarah onto his lap.
Their breaths momentarily intermingled. In their eye contact, disguises would crumble in an instant.
Sarah understood deep down that Antonio had no energy to engage in those matters. His current state was simply a way to prevent her from worrying.
This man was always like this, burying his vulnerabilities and unbearable feelings deep in his heart and putting on a facade of impenetrable armor to face all hardships.
Sarah's hands embraced Antonio's neck as she rested her chin on his shoulder. She didn't say anything, just gently patting Antonio's back like she did last night, filled with comfort.
"So, what happened yesterday? Are you willing to tell me now?"
Antonio buried his face in Sarah's neck for a long time before he could speak.
"Sarah, I... I am not a Valencia. I only found out yesterday that I am not his biological grandson. Now that I think about it, he had reasons to hate me."
Antonio sighed deeply and suppressed his choking.
"Not only did I harm my brother, but I also caused the death of the only biological Valencia heir."
Sarah was deeply shocked, but listening was the most powerful support at times like this.
She gently stroked Antonio's hair and remained a quiet listener.
"The truth is, back then... the accident that befell my brother should not have happened. The person who died should have been me."
Antonio's voice was extremely hoarse.
Sarah knew about this. Shortly after she married Antonio, his older brother died in a car accident.
But she never expected that there was such a hidden story behind it.
"What exactly happened?"
Antonio coughed softly. "That day, I was supposed to attend a business negotiation, but I suddenly felt unwell, so I had to let my older brother go in my place. And then... the accident happened on the way."
"Afterwards, we conducted numerous investigations, all of which confirmed that the accident was indeed a pure coincidence. So, the one who was supposed to die that day was me. If I hadn't let my older brother go for me..."
Antonio couldn't continue speaking, and Sarah couldn't bear to listen anymore.
She tightly held Antonio's hand and said abruptly, "What nonsense are you talking about? You've said it yourself: it was an accident. No one could have predicted when and how an accident would occur. How can you blame yourself?"
Since Sarah first met Antonio, she knew that Lucien never liked him.
Before this, she couldn't understand why.
Both were grandsons, so why would his brother be showered with endless love while Antonio seemed like he committed some unforgivable crimes and was always scolded?
In Lucien's perspective, everything seemed reasonable. In his eyes, Antonio owed the Valencia family.
But there was something strange: Why would Lucien go to the trouble of adopting Antonio when he already had a grandson?
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