Her Other Life のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 8

"Honestly, Josephine. You've been married to him for seven years, and now you're calling him your brother? I can't even imagine the look on his face once he regains his memory."A commotion rustled outside the door. Though the voices were hushed, I still heard the conversation. Josephine didn't argue with her friends. She said nonchalantly, "At least Henry and I won't have to keep hiding anymore.""So when's the divorce? Your kid can't be illegitimate."That made Josephine fall silent for a moment. I could feel her gaze through the glass window. When she spoke again, her voice was quiet. "Not yet. He still has his uses."I stared at the ceiling, my mind somewhere else, and my eyes glistened with tears. When I decided to fake my amnesia, I ran a lot of possible scenes in my head. One thing I had never imagined was her having a five-year affair.The footsteps outside broke my train of thought. Josephine came back to the room, but she only gave me a glance before looking away. Behind

Heavy breathing and quiet moans assailed my ears like sharp blades."This is the first time we're doing this in his bed. I hope it can stay like this forever.""Quiet down. He's right next door.""Hey, it's normal for a couple to do this. Doesn't matter if he finds out."I pressed myself tightly against the wall and bent over, retching silently. I covered my mouth, afraid they would hear me.The reluctance and sliver of hope I had been holding on to slowly died.The two of them were in there, going at it, while I remained standing for a long, long time. Long enough for my tears to soak the divorce papers. Long enough for the sounds behind the door to finally fade.I stayed awake the whole night. It was when daylight came that I finally signed my name on the papers. Perhaps that decision was wrong in the first place.The day after I signed the papers, I visited Delilah at the hospital. She was Josephine's mother and one of the only people who were nice to me after my parents die

Josephine was not sure if she had done the right thing. But her child's life was on the line.She had her back against the door, and her heart was beginning to race. Again and again, she told herself it was only a transfusion. She tried to convince herself that once I regained my memories, I would forgive her.She tried to convince herself that once I regained my memories, I would forgive her. Every trace of light in them had gone out, leaving behind only a lifeless wasteland.She clenched her fists tightly. At that moment, the attending physician came out and told her that the procedure had been successful.Only then did she let out the breath she had been holding. Exhausted, she sat beside the incubator that housed her child.Henry put his hand on her shoulder. With joy in his voice, he said, "Thanks to you, Leslie made it through. Now he can grow up healthy, just like other children."Josephine forced a smile. Even that took everything she had. Her eyes were on the sleeping ba

She could no longer stay calm. She called the police immediately. "My husband has gone missing for more than 48 hours. He's lost his memories and just had surgery done on him. He's very frail."As long as we had not gone to court and the cooling-off period had not ended, the divorce was not final. Besides, she had torn up the papers anyway.The police quickly organized a search and began looking for me.Josephine could not rest easy. Her heart told her something was off. Her mother's death came too suddenly. When she arrived at the ward that day, all she had seen was the aftermath of a fight, so her first reaction had been to blame me.Now another possibility hit her. What if I was never in the wrong? That thought made her heart sink. Then she suddenly remembered that there was a surveillance camera in the corridor facing Delilah's ward. That camera must have captured everything.She went to the hospital and checked that day's footage. The voices were faint, so she could not cle