All Chapters of Memory Restored, Love Destroyed: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

Under the covers, I was sleeping soundly when the lights snapped on and flooded my vision with blinding brightness.Jolted awake, I opened my eyes wide and saw a tall man with a straight posture standing by the door, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. His expression was utterly cold.It took a few blinks to realize that this was my husband, Jude Dixon. When he spoke, his voice was steady and emotionless."Why are you sleeping in the guest room?"Clutching the covers, I sat up and forced a dry laugh. "I just got my memories back, so it feels strange. Let's just sleep in separate rooms for now. I need time to adjust."He nodded as if it didn't matter. "Suit yourself."Then, he casually added, "You didn't call me today."I gave him a confused look. "Call you? Why would I? There's nothing I need to talk to you about."His demeanor cooled further as he replied, "In the past, you would have called me nonstop if I wasn't home by 10:00 pm."As memories of my past behavior hit me

Chapter 2

I repeatedly assured Jude that I wouldn't harass him with random calls again.His expression grew darker. After a long pause, he said coolly with certainty, "You're just throwing a tantrum, Serena Braun."Then, he turned to leave and tossed a single sentence over his shoulder. "If you want to make a fuss, go ahead. Just remember to clean up my study."I opened my mouth to say something, hesitated, then thought better of it. Instead, I took out my phone, yawning as I started searching for a suitable nanny.I was done. I simply couldn't do it anymore.Looking back, I actually admired my past self. Every morning at 6:00 am, I would be in the kitchen, meticulously preparing breakfast for Oliver, who had a long list of allergens. By 7:00 am, I would have another breakfast ready for Jude, who had a sensitive stomach.After hastily choking down a few bites for myself, I would begin deep cleaning the entire house. Jude was a compulsive neat freak and wouldn't tolerate a single speck of

Chapter 3

"Isabel? What are you doing at the hospital?"I squatted down in surprise and pulled Isabel Frazier into my arms. She was my little companion during my amnesiac days.During my time in the hospital, I was terrified and lost. It felt like someone had hollowed out a massive hole in my heart.I drifted through the days in a constant dazed state and felt completely at a loss, like a piece of driftwood tossed about by a storm. I even struggled with the most basic tasks.Isabel was the one who had patiently taught me, as if she were guiding a preschooler. She stayed with me, talked to me, and kept me company, so I felt less lonely in the hospital."She fell off the swing while playing and hit her head, so we're here to get it checked," her uncle, Fredric Moss, explained. His eyes lit up when he saw me, as if he was clearly pleased."Oh, no. Are you okay? Does it hurt?" I worriedly ruffled Isabel's hair.She hugged my neck and nuzzled my cheek. "I'm okay. I just really missed you.""I

Chapter 4

The calm mask Jude always wore finally cracked. He slammed his glass onto the table and splashed water everywhere."I've told you countless times that Maddie and I have a purely professional, doctor-patient relationship—nothing more! Why would you make her come work as a nanny just to humiliate her?"I scrambled to find words to explain myself. No nanny could meet the long list of requirements I had set. She was the first to agree, so I had told her to come over before checking who she was.How could I have known it was Maddie?Still, there was no point in trying to explain now. All I could do was try to salvage the situation. "I know that I was too sensitive and realized I was wrong about her."She's willing to work here as a nanny, and since the two of you spent three months together and got to know each other during the treatment sessions, she seems like a good fit. It makes up for my past mistakes, too…"My words sounded magnanimous, but Jude's chest tightened as he studied

Chapter 5

Goosebumps rose all over my arms again. That was when a sudden thought struck me—Jude probably wanted the spacious guest room for Maddie.The next day, I swapped rooms with her and moved into the nanny's room myself. But Jude's eyes darkened with suppressed, simmering anger. He was so distracted that he didn't even notice the coffee in his cup splashing scalding liquid onto Maddie's arm.That evening, he took Maddie into his study and even shot me a look just before he entered the door, but I kept scrolling through my phone, unbothered.No one in the house but me, not even Oliver, was usually allowed in the study. But she was Maddie, so exceptions were unsurprising.Later, Jude started to enjoy making comparisons. He would praise her cooking as better than mine, how she kept the house cleaner than I did, and how she organized the study more efficiently than I ever had.I rolled my eyes in exasperation. He could praise Maddie all he wanted since she did a great job, but was it ne

Chapter 6

When I looked at Jude, genuinely confused, he laughed in anger. "Fine! Don't regret it!"He dragged Maddie, who was drenched and clutching her clothes, into the master bedroom and slammed the door shut.I went to sleep as usual.I had no idea that in the middle of the night, Jude would walk into my room with a cold expression. He stood by my bed and watched me for a long time, then did the one thing he had always hated most when I did it to him—he went through my phone.The post I had made online days earlier appeared before his eyes. "Help! What should I do when my memories are back, but my feelings aren't? Heck, I can't even relate to the past me! "Right now, I feel super nervous and awkward whenever I'm in the same room as my husband and son! What should I do? Please help me!"The comment section was filled with enthusiastic comments. "An amnesia plot straight out of a novel! Quick! Tell us more details!""What do you mean the feelings aren't back? Is your hippocampus fried?

Chapter 7

Jude set the phone down and sat in the study all night. The words, combined with my recent behavior, led to an obvious conclusion. I didn't love him anymore, so that was why I had become completely indifferent toward him. It wasn't sulking, anger, or acting out.From the very bottom of my heart, I simply didn't care and couldn't feel anything at all. It didn't matter to me that he spent time with Maddie, and I didn't even care if Maddie walked into his bathroom because I didn't love him anymore.The realization hit Jude like a physical blow to the heart. Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he pressed a hand over his chest, barely daring to draw a breath.How was it possible? We had been together for years.He had just grown a little impatient lately. He felt I embarrassed him, so he couldn't help wanting to escape just for three months…Three months… He'd left me in the hospital for three months, after I miscarried and lost my memory…Jude belatedly began to tremble.

Chapter 8

"No!" The sharp cry of rejection came from Oliver, who grabbed my hand. "Mom, please! Don't divorce Dad or stop loving me!"I'll do whatever you say and behave. Just don't leave me behind."Jude's reaction was just as violent. "Divorce is off the table. I won't agree to it," he snapped. "You're just experiencing a temporary memory loss. Once we get you to the hospital and start the right treatment, everything will go back to the way it was.""Please go to the hospital, Mom. Everything will be okay then," Oliver pleaded through his tears.I decided that I would do it just this once.Jude took me to the hospital for a full series of tests and ended up with one conclusion—my condition came from a psychological issue. It was a post-traumatic stress disorder, or specifically, a textbook case of dissociative avoidance.Rather than treatment, the patient was recommended to be distanced from sources of the trauma.Jude argued loudly with his colleagues in his office and discarded hi

Chapter 9

"Mom?"Oliver's voice came through the glass. When I looked out, he was standing outside with slightly reddened eyes.I called him in and asked, "What are you doing here?"Pressing his lips together, he clutched the hem of his shirt and occasionally sneaked glances at Isabel. "I wanted to buy you something delicious after school."I was stunned. He had never done anything like that before or given me a gift, so it seemed the divorce talk had truly frightened him."Thank you. Let me take you home."I had thought about letting Oliver eat with us, but when I remembered his long list of allergies, I decided against it and took him back. We waved goodbye to Isabel. In the setting sun, our shadows stretched long across the ground.I wanted to tell Oliver not to overthink, but I wasn't sure how I should start.He kept his head lowered. After a long while, he carefully asked, "Mom, can you hold my hand? You used to always hold my hand."Only then did I notice he had been clutching t

Chapter 10

Jude made several attempts to bring me to the hospital after that, but I refused every time. Slowly, I grew increasingly fed up with his persistence and pressed him more frequently about finalizing our divorce."Please don't bring it up again, Serena. I won't agree to a divorce, and I don't want a divorce either. I know that I messed up, and I'll make it up to you, so we're not divorcing.""What's the point of clinging on, Jude? As a psychiatrist, you know I need to stay away from the source of my trauma, which means distancing myself from you. So, why won't you let me go?"Jude's eyes were bloodshot from overwhelming emotions. As a man who once obsessed over cleanliness, he had even forgotten to shave.He grabbed my wrist and refused to let go. "That's not it. I never meant to hurt you, and I-I just… Just don't leave me…"I shook him off. "We've been together for years, so let this be the last thing you do for me—let me go."With that, I packed up my bags and moved out.A mo

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