All Chapters of She Came Back to Burn: The Return of the Amnesiac Wife.: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

~Arya~What does he think it looks like? I’m having fun. If Cassie can be a bitch, I can be worse.“Nothing,” I replied, batting my lashes innocently. “I’m just telling her what we talked about. It’s not much of a big deal, is it?”“It seems like you’re trying to get on my nerves. That’s weird, Arya. You have a husband. Why would you try to make me jealous of you and Lucien.”She was apt. I hated that she could see through me so easily. She smirked and grabbed a pitcher of juice to fill a glass. “If i didn’t know better, i’d think you want him.”“What if I do?” I arched my brow. “Isn’t that what you think already? That’s why you set people to ambush me afterall.”“ARYA!”“Don’t use that tone with me,” I snapped at Lucien. “I won’t sit here and let her talk to me anyhow. If there’s anyone you should reprimand, it’s your petty fiancee.”Cassie sucked in a sharp breath, her eyes widening. “What the hell did you just say?”“You heard me correctly.”“What is going on here?” Silence stretch

~Arya~“What are you implying? That I'm trying to accuse the Manchesters falsely?" Edgar questioned. “They organized that auction. If there are any questions, it should be directed at them without issues.”“There shouldn't be any questions.” I gestured to the screen. “Apparently, someone snuck into the company and replaced the paintings."His eyes widened. He stared at the video playing, utter shock etched down his face. The conference room fell silent, the only noise in it the heaves of resignation from Edgar's lawyers. “This is a lie,” he finally drawled after minutes of replaying the video. I refuse to believe this.”I rolled my eyes, totally exhausted. It had been a long day. I could really do without hearing him whine one more time. “How convenient is it that the painting got stolen as soon as it landed in Obsidian Holdings?”“The level of security there is not as high as the Manchesters’. That’s one thing I have to take care of.”“Don’t go bossy on me right now, Arya. Let’s s

~Arya~“Make sure our guests are comfortable, Pamela. They spent the whole morning packing moving things. I need them to be in good health for the duration of their stay here.”It was Moving Day, the day Edgar officially lost the house to me. He had no idea that the person who snagged the mansion and other things he claimed ownership for was me. I made sure of that, even going as far as using a false name to receive everything from the bank. His shares, assets, expensive vehicles, they all belonged to me now.He stood in front of the moving truck, hands on waist, bent backwards awkwardly. He had tanned so much in the space of a few hours. What could be more touching than a man who went broke in just one night, to the extent that he couldn’t even afford to pay for services to help with his relocation.Pamela stood beside me, chugging down gulps of an energy drink. She threw the bottle into a bin nearby and inched closer. “You’re referring to them as guests. Isn’t that a little harsh

~Arya~“I heard you’re getting fragments of your memories back,” Edgar said to me at breakfast two days after we moved in. I spent the free time I had monitoring hidden conversations in the villa, recording things they had no idea was being recorded, gathering evidence against them. Edgar slept in another room far away from Lina’s but he didn’t let a day slip by without going over to her. I picked a toast and raised it to my lips, absent minded. He sure took his sweet time asking me that. Lina and him discussed it the same day I told her my sob story, but he pretended to know nothing till now.Lina stopped eating, her eyes darting round the table. “Who did you hear it from?”“Pamela.”“When did you and Pamela become so close? She’d never discuss something like that with you.”His hand strayed to his nape. “I heard Pamela and lina discuss it.”I glanced at Lina, silently demanding an explanation. “That’s even stranger. Pamela hates Lina. She’d never talk about something like that wit

~Arya~“Are you both insane? What are you trying to accuse me of?” she blurted out all of a sudden. “Arya, it’s not my fault you have a community dick as a husband. Edgar was available, waiting for the right woman to take your place. I just grabbed an opportunity.”“That’s a lie, honey,” Edgar denied. “I was always faithful to you. She came along and ruined everything. You may not remember, but…” he planted himself in front of me. “Even when every woman tried to make advances at me, I shunned them. I knew who I wanted. I knew the wife I had wasn't someone to be messed with. I have no idea how Lina even did it.”I was in no mood to hear his explanation. Edgar was a trashy asshole. Nothing would change that. My goal was to make them turn against each other. That had happened already. They could both go to hell now.“Are you done with breakfast, Arya?” Pamela's voice came from the doorway where she stood with her hands at her back. “Your car is ready.”“I have to go, both of you,” I l