My Husband's Assistant Has a Secret

"Don't touch me! Who even are you? Never seen a man before? Throwing yourself at me like that!" Lawrence Henwood snapped, shoving me away with a look of disdain.I stumbled and nearly fell."Lawrence, what's wrong with you? It's me, your wife—Nadine Coolidge," I replied, my voice trembling.I stared, confused, at my husband, who lay in the hospital bed."Wife? I don't know you at all! The first person I saw when I woke up was Sophie. If I'm married to anyone, it's her—not you!" Lawrence exclaimed, pulling Sophie into his arms and holding her tightly.The love shining in his eyes pierced my heart.The man who had once promised to love me had forgotten me—and now, he wanted to marry another woman?"Nadine, Mr. Henwood accidentally hit his head. The doctor said he has amnesia and doesn't remember anything—except me," Sophie said, lowering her head shyly.However, the smugness in her eyes was impossible to miss.Fighting back the ache in my chest, I spoke coldly. "It's just tempor

When I returned to the ward, I found it empty.I asked the staff, and they told me that Lawrence had already been discharged.I called his phone.At first, no one answered. Then it went straight to voicemail. After that, it was turned off.Did he really despise me this much?The same man who used to stay up all night waiting for just one message from me now avoided me like the plague.With no way to reach him, I started searching everywhere I could think of.I visited his office first, but they said he hadn't been back.I went home—he wasn't there either.I even contacted all his friends and colleagues, but no one had seen him.Running out of options, I pulled some strings and used my resources to track him down. No hotel stays, no shopping records—nothing.Then a thought hit me. There was one place he might be.…The entire drive there, I prayed over and over, "Please, not there. Anywhere but there."When I saw his Rolls-Royce parked outside the building, my heart sank.

As soon as I got home, I received a call from Lawrence."Nadine, are you done? I've already forgotten about you. Let's stop torturing each other, alright?" he asked."Okay," I answered without hesitation."What did you just say?" Lawrence asked, disbelief evident in his voice."I agree to the divorce. You can have your lawyer draft the divorce papers as soon as possible," I replied.There was a pause on the other end of the line before he asked, "Why did you suddenly agree?"For some reason, Lawrence sounded a bit disappointed.I couldn't help but scoff. "Lawrence, you've been the one pushing for this divorce. Why are you acting surprised now?"You should hurry and finalize the papers before I change my mind. Otherwise, I can't promise what I might do next."Before he could respond, I hung up.…By 8:00 a.m. the next morning, Lawrence showed up with the papers in hand.He couldn't wait, could he?"Take a look. If everything seems fine, just sign it," he said flatly.When

On the day of the wedding, I attended as promised, dressed to perfection.The lavish, romantic decorations tugged at something deep in my heart. I couldn't help but recall our own wedding.I remembered the night before—how Lawrence had been so excited he couldn't sleep.He woke up early the next day, meticulously preparing himself. He paid attention to every detail, even down to the last strand of his hair."This is the most important and happiest day of my life," he had said. "I need to show up looking my absolute best."When we exchanged rings, he held me tightly, crying uncontrollably. "Honey, I finally married you. We finally have a home together."Back then, his eyes were filled with pure love.Now... the difference between love and indifference was painfully stark.Exhaling deeply, I pushed the sadness away. What was gone was gone—let the wind carry it.The ceremony began.Sophie walked in, dressed in a custom designer wedding gown, arm-in-arm with the dashing Lawrence.

"You're insane!" Lawrence roared."Insane? Reality drove me insane! Why is life so unfair? Some people are born into wealth, while I was born into poverty and abuse."From the moment I was born, I was a 'worthless girl'—eating scraps, doing the hardest work, and getting beaten by my parents just for existing. My only purpose, in their eyes, was to serve my younger brother," Sophie retorted bitterly."When they needed money for his wedding, they were ready to sell me to a 60-year-old bachelor for a bride price. Even letting me go to school was just a way to fetch a higher price."If they couldn't pay for his wedding, I'd have been sold to that old man. What choice did I have? Selling myself was the quickest way to survive."She continued, her voice thick with grief. "And guess what? The richer the client, the sicker and more perverted they were."When I found out I was infected, I had an epiphany. My life was already ruined. If I could take some of you down with me, it'd be worth