Chapter 334 Antonio's Deep Hatred
Sarah claimed she had never slept with Asa. In that instant, Antonio felt like a complete joke for falsely accusing her because of an edited photo. He firmly gripped Sarah's shoulder, exerting some force. "Tortured you for five years? It was me who tortured myself for five years!
"For the past five years, whenever Asa's name was mentioned, I would have wished for both of us to perish together. Whenever I imagined the scene in the photo, I wanted to tear him apart!
"But what could I do? I thought you loved him. What else could I have done... Begged you pathetically not to leave me? Do you only know how to berate me now? Are you able to understand the agony I went through back then?!"
Watching Antonio's tears fall, Sarah felt as if those drops landed hotly on her heart. At that moment, she resented Antonio greatly. However, Sarah still leaped forward and directly kissed Antonio's trembling and red lips.
An ambiguous atmosphere arose, with warm yellow lighting spilling through the car window, enveloping their entangled figures.
"Antonio, how could I bear your children if I didn’t love you? How could I willingly marry you?
"You bastard, if I didn't love you, why would I have chosen to stay by your side after all we've been through?"
Antonio kissed away Sarah's tears. At this point, he finally understood that everything had been a lie. His Sarah belonged only to him.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
Antonio embraced Sarah tightly, his warm breath flooding her ears. The scorching heat inside Sarah rose again.
Antonio also struggled to control himself. After experiencing such drastic changes, he urgently needed to do something to prove that Sarah and had always been his alone.
He pressed Sarah down and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.
Just then, he realized that her forehead was very hot.
Antonio quickly sat up. "Sarah, you have a fever!"
Sarah slipped into confusion, and she remained silent.
"Let's go back."
Antonio's heart ached, but he cherished Sarah immensely as he gently kissed her cheek, then drove back to the hotel.
…
By the time they arrived, Sarah had already fainted.
Antonio put Sarah on the bed and quickly called for a doctor.
"Your wife doesn't have any major issues. I'll administer an IV, and once she takes her medication and gets some rest, she'll be fine."
After treating Sarah, the doctor left.
Antonio sat at the edge of the bed, gazing at Sarah, her cheeks flushed from the fever. He reflected on her words in the car, the sorrow in her eyes that she had hidden, and the misunderstandings spawned by that single photo over the years.
Memories flooded Antonio's mind like tidal waves.
Antonio's deep-seated hatred surged within him. He despised himself for misjudging Sarah all those years merely because of that one photo. If only he had confronted her back then...
Had he done so, perhaps there wouldn't have been such a chasm between them, and they might not have endured years of separation.
But what he hated even more was that scumbag Asa!
Sarah, lying in bed, gasped for breath, her closed eyes showing a hint of unease.
Antonio reached out his hand and lightly brushed her warm cheek with his fingertips.
"Sarah, I'm sorry, truly sorry..."
Perhaps feeling Antonio's guilt, Sarah's furrowed brow gradually relaxed.
At that moment, Antonio's phone rang; it was from the police station.
"Mr. Valencia, is that you? The culprit has regained consciousness and strongly insists on seeing you. Are you available to come over now?"
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