Semua Bab My Husband Faked Amnesia After Cheating, I Left: Bab 1 - Bab 9

"So you're not actually brain-damaged?"I stared at Derek in disbelief.Derek yanked off his tie—the Hermes tie I'd just bought him yesterday—and tossed it carelessly on the floor."You think pretending to be an idiot for six years was easy?" He leaned back in his chair, his eyes full of contempt. "If I hadn't played dumb, would you have willingly picked up all the mess at home? Would you have worked yourself half to death making money and paying off debts?"My whole body trembled with rage.Six years ago, he'd fallen into the water trying to save me. The doctors said he might never wake up.I'd endured everyone's scorn, staying by his bedside day and night.When he finally woke up, he had the mental capacity of a three-year-old.I swallowed my disgust, kicked out Chloe—the secretary I'd caught rolling around in bed with him—and took care of him like he was my own child while simultaneously taking over his company, which was on the brink of bankruptcy.For six years, I never got a full

A sharp pain tore through my lower abdomen.I bit down hard on my lip, forcing myself not to cry out.Chloe let out a theatrical gasp. "Oh no, Audrey's sweating. Are you feeling all right? Derek, maybe we should take her to the hospital.""Hospital for what? She's putting on a show." Derek cast me a cold, indifferent glance.He pulled another document from his briefcase and dropped it on the floor in front of me."Since you're not dying, sign this."My hands shaking, I picked up the pages.Every word on that crisp white paper was a knife to the heart."Domestic Harmony Agreement."Clause One: Audrey voluntarily adopts Brandon as her legal child, to be raised as her own, with full inheritance rights.Clause Two: Chloe Pemberton shall reside in the Ashford household in the capacity of Derek's personal assistant. Audrey shall not obstruct, harass, or attempt to remove her under any circumstances.Clause Three: All remaining savings, investment accounts, and real estate under Audrey's name

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a hospital.My father's hair had gone completely white, as if he'd aged ten years overnight.His eyes were red-rimmed as he gripped my hand tightly."Audrey, you're awake! The doctor said you were lucky to survive, but the babies..."I reached for my abdomen. It was flat. Empty. And just like that, my heart had been hollowed out too.No tears came.When grief runs this deep, even crying feels like a waste of energy."Dad, the Southside project..." I managed, my voice hoarse.My father scoffed and patted the back of my hand."You think your old man survived thirty years in business without learning a thing or two?""That supplier Derek introduced—I smelled something off the moment I laid eyes on him.""I'd already sent those materials to a provincial lab for testing on the quiet. None of it ever touched the construction site.""I kept my mouth shut because I wanted to see exactly what that ungrateful bastard was up to."I let out a long breath.Dere

Derek jerked his head up, eyes brimming with desperate hope."I'll change! I'll change everything! Just please forgive me!"I leaned forward and locked onto his gaze, tearing his delusions apart word by word."Your mistake was treating my love like a stepping stone for your own ambitions.""You think pretending to be brain-damaged was hard for you?""Do you have any idea what you were doing when I drank myself into a stomach hemorrhage trying to save your company and got rushed to the ER?""You were spending my money buying Chloe handbags worth tens of thousands.""Do you have any idea what you were doing when I sold the apartment my parents bought me and stood on street corners in the dead of winter handing out flyers just to pay off your debts?""You were in Chloe's bed, laughing about how I was a dead fish."Derek's face went white as a sheet. His lips trembled violently."No... that's not... Audrey, I lost my mind, I wasn't thinking—""You didn't lose your mind. You're rotten to th

Three months later, the trial began.Derek was convicted on multiple counts—corporate embezzlement, misappropriation of funds, and commercial fraud.The amounts were staggering. The circumstances were egregious.The gavel came down. Fifteen years in prison, with full forfeiture of all personal assets.The moment the sentence was read, Derek's legs gave out and he collapsed to his knees.Handcuffed, dragging the leg he'd stabbed—the one that had never healed right because he hadn't gotten proper treatment in time—he clawed at the railing of the defendant's stand."Audrey! I'll give you my life! Don't leave!""Look at me! I don't want to go to prison! Please, I can't do this!"I sat there and didn't give him so much as a flicker of expression.I stood up and walked out of the courtroom without looking back.He would spend the rest of his life behind walls, doing hard time.Later I heard he lost his mind completely in prison.Every day he talked to the walls—one minute screaming that Bran