**JEFFREY**I went for a check-up yesterday. The doctor said I should gradually start remembering things, but I have no memories of her yet. He advised me to give it time, assuring me that my memory would definitely return. However, I still can't shake the feeling that she's hiding something, and it's driving me crazy.I bought her a new ring. I hated the one she was wearing—the one I supposedly gave her. What was I thinking?I was heading to her room now; I had just heard her and Audrey retire for the night. I knocked, but there was no response.Was she sleeping already? She’d just gone in; no way did she fall asleep that fast. I knocked a few more times, and then she appeared at the door, still fully dressed. For a moment, I’d thought that she might be in the shower.“Hey,” she whispered nervously, blocking the doorway and creating a small opening to speak through.“I hope you weren't already sleeping?” I asked.“Uh, no, I wasn't, she stammered, nervously shifting her weight from o
**JEFFREY**My mind reeled. This was crazy, but my body reacted instinctively. I kissed her back, covering every inch of her lips with mine. My hands roamed her body, stopping at her breasts and fondling them.She stood up abruptly again, “Sorry Jeffrey,” she whispered, and then hurried off to her room.Fuck!I raked my hands through my hair. I stood up. My fists clenched, and I punched the cabinet. Not again!I ran my palms over my face. She kisses me first and then decides to do this?**CHLOE** I entered my room and made sure to lock the door immediately. When I heard Robert shut my room door, I had to stand up or risk him seeing Jeffrey and me together like that.Pressing my fingers against my lips, I remembered how his lips had covered them, and I smiled.I got out of my clothes and then took a quick shower. When I was done, I threw one of my nightgowns on.I let out a relieved sigh as I sank into my bed, the memory of what happened earlier replaying in my mind. I bit my botto
**CHLOE**I needed to take my mind off things for a moment. Reaching for my phone, I dialed Lily's number.“Hello,” I said.“Hey, Chloe, How are you doing?” she responded.“I'm fine; how's dad?” I inquired.“He's doing well,” Lily replied. “He keeps singing Jeffrey's praises.”“Really?” I asked, surprised.“Yes, and I bet he'll ask about Jeffrey the moment he knows it's you on the phone,” Lily said with a chuckle."Hey, my dear,” I heard Dad's voice call me in the background.“Hey, dad…” I greeted. “How are you doing?”“I'm fine; how's my son-in-law?” Dad asked, making Lily and me burst out laughing.“Your son-in-law?” Lily asked Dad, amused.“Yes, that good man,” Dad replied, and we laughed again.I knew Dad was right. Jeff was a good man, and I loved him.Love? I pressed my hand on my lips. That word is too big.“Dad, Jeffrey is doing well,” I said.“Oh, he already left for the bathroom while we were laughing,” Lily said."So, Lily, you don't want to come see me again?” I asked.“No
**JEFFREY**I leaned forward and placed my hands on my chin.“Am I supposed to feel something or what? How does it work again?” I asked, my eyes obviously raking her form.Tears welled up in her eyes. “I hate you,” she choked out frustratedly. The fact that she was going to these lengths made her seem even more undesirable. “Good,” I muttered. “I hope you find a good man soon; being pathetic doesn't suit you.”She bent down to lift her dress and began to slip it on furiously.“And I'd appreciate it if you didn't bother me again. I have a wife now, remember?” I said, lifting my hand to show off my wedding band.She rolled her eyes at me and then stormed out of my office.I let out a relieved sigh.I reached out for my intercom and dialed Cilia's number.“Have those things sent to my wife.”“Okay, sir,” she replied, and I hung up.**CHLOE**Audrey and I had gone out for a stroll in the park after breakfast.“Ma'am, your husband sent some things to you. They're on your bed,” Mary said
**CHLOE**“I… uh, I want to, uhm,” I stuttered, my heart hammering in my chest.He chuckled. “You want to kiss me?” and my stomach stiffened.“Huh?” I blurted out, flustered.“Calm down; I'm just messing with you,” he said softly, taking my hands in his. “If it's not super important, you can always tell me later.”I let out a small smile and nodded. “Yeah, I think that'd be better.”“So here,” he said, extending the card back to me. “Hold on to it,” he insisted.I reluctantly collected the card and shoved it into my clutch.Standing up, he brushed a kiss against my cheek and then headed to the piano. The melody of “Nearer My God to Thee” filled the air as his fingers moved.Goshhh… What can't this man do? I sat there, mesmerized, my gaze fixed on the way his fingers moved gracefully on the keyboard.Butterflies erupted in my stomach.When the last note faded, the crowd applauded. As he returned to our table, a surge of pride swelled in my chest. I blushed; that's my husband.“Did yo
**CHLOE**Jeffrey's gaze snapped to Robert's, his eyes darkening. He shot up from the bed and marched towards him, while I scrambled to cover myself with the duvet.My eyes met Robert's sneer by the door, and my soul momentarily left my body.Fuck!Jeffrey grabbed Robert by the collar and shoved him hard against the wall. “How dare you barge into my wife's room without knocking?” He roared.“Sorry, I, uh...” Robert stammered.My shoulders trembled as I remained still on the bed.Jeffrey held his grip on Robert's shirt and pushed him harder again. “And what the fuck are you even looking for in her room?” He barked.“I mean no harm. Richard was looking for you downstairs; I didn't find you in your own room, so I figured you might be here,” Robert explained.I give it to him; he's good.“I forbid you from ever entering this room again,” he growled. “Do you understand me?” I could see Robert glaring at me from the side of his eyes, and my heart raced.“Sure,” Robert mumbled.Robert will
**JEFFREY**I marched to Robert's room with clenched fists and gritted teeth. I flung his door open to see an empty room. I hissed through my teeth and then headed for Chloe's.I got to her room, tugged on the knob, and it opened. Just then, I heard Robert say, “Yeah, you're really your father's daughter; always playing the victim’s role,” his eyes moving from her head to her toe, condescendingly.I froze.Robert was in her room again? Burning anger boiled in my gut, consuming me whole.“Don't bring my father into this! He did what he did for us, and what about you?” she yelled back. “You married me and then tried to kill your own brother for his fortune!” she continued. What was that? Were they responsible for my accident? He married who?Wait... Chloe isn't actually my wife?Robert's eyes snapped to the door and met mine. He had a horrified look on his face, and then Chloe called, “Robert?” My heart sank. I always knew something was up, but I was really starting to love her, a
**CHLOE**Robert glared at me before storming out, while Helen stood in a corner with her hands on her chest, probably still trying to process what had happened.“What Jeffrey said, is it really true?” Audrey asked me. Helen turned to look at me, her posture tense in anticipation of my response.I shut my eyes briefly; words have never been this hard to voice. “It is,” I murmured, my voice barely a whisper.Helen lost her balance and slumped. The shock must have been too much for her.“Helen!” Richard called, running over to her. Audrey and I followed suit.Richard kneeled beside her, trying to rouse her, but his efforts were futile. Richard carefully carried Helen to his car, Audrey and I helping to settle her comfortably into the passenger seat. Once she was secure, we all jumped in, and Richard rushed to the driver's seat.He sped, heading to the hospital, and he called Jeffrey to inform him as he drove.When we arrived, Helen was rushed to the emergency unit. Audrey and I sat besi