All Chapters of The Husband Who Wakes Up Loving Me (English): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The house was quiet again. The only reason it had been filled with laughter had already gone home. Janus had brought life into the house, even if it was only for a short while.Several hours had passed since Sophia's sister came to pick him up. Now, everything was peaceful again. Too peaceful.As Adrian carried a large black garbage bag toward the trash bin outside the front gate, he couldn't shake the strange feeling inside his chest. It was surprising how quickly he had gotten used to having Janus around.To the little boy's endless stories. To his random questions that never seemed connected to one another. To his loud laughter. To the way he could turn the simplest things into exciting adventures.A small smile appeared on Adrian's face as he threw the garbage bag into the bin. He couldn't explain it but there was something about Janus that affected him in a way he couldn't understand. It felt as if there had been an empty space inside him for a very long time...And somehow, the

Sophia could not answer right away.It felt like her mind still could not fully understand the words that had just come out of Adrian's mouth. She did not know if she should feel happy because her husband was finally remembering things or terrified because what if those memories made him leave her all over again?She did not know what she was supposed to feel. She should be happy, right? Finally, there was progress. Finally, his memories were coming back but why did her heart feel so heavy?Would she be selfish if she wished he would never remember? She stared at Adrian and saw the sadness on his face. He was suffering too."I remember her."Those words kept repeating inside her head like a broken record. As every second passed, her hands became colder. He remembered.For weeks, she had kept telling herself that maybe he would never remember everything. Maybe he would never remember Ava. Maybe he would never remember the affair. Maybe he would never remember how badly he had broken h

The flower shop smelled like spring. The sweet fragrance lingered in the air, mixing with the soft instrumental music playing from hidden speakers overhead. That kind of view was supposed to be relaxing, wasn't it? It was meant to be peaceful and calming but that wasn't how Adrian felt.Adrian had spent the last fifteen minutes standing in front of a display of flowers, completely overthinking every bouquet in sight. The elderly florist watching him from behind the counter was probably wondering why a grown man looked more nervous buying flowers than attending a business meeting.Adrian rubbed the back of his neck. It felt like his whole body would give out before he could even make up his mind. What the fu—!Then he glanced down at the three bouquets currently sitting on the counter. It was too romantic and too formal and too colorful.God. Why was this so difficult?A few months ago, he wouldn't have even bothered. The realization left a bitter taste in his mouth because it was true

The flowers were sitting in a vase on Sophia's bedside table. Adrian noticed them the moment he entered their bedroom. The soft pink roses and the white lilies. Bathed in the warm glow of the bedside lamp.For some reason, the sight made him smile. The kind that came naturally whenever he thought about Sophia these days. Sophia herself was sitting cross-legged on the bed and still reading her pocketbook. Completely unaware that he had been staring at her for nearly a minute. Sometimes, she would suddenly smack the chair, probably because she was so giddy over what she was reading.Every now and then, her expression would change. Sometimes she'd frown, sometimes she'd smile and sometimes she'd mutter something under her breath.And God. She was so adorable. The realization made his chest tighten. How had he gone so many years without appreciating this? Without appreciating her? Without seeing what had been right in front of him all along? Sophia suddenly glanced up from her book and t

The bedroom remained cloaked in darkness.The only source of light came from the small bedside lamp on Sophia's side of the bed. Its soft golden glow painted faint shadows across the room, giving everything a strangely fragile appearance.Outside, the world was quiet. The city had long gone to sleep. Even the wind seemed hesitant to disturb the silence.But Adrian couldn't sleep. No matter how hard he tried.He sat at the edge of the bed, his elbows resting on his knees, his hands clasped tightly together. His eyes were fixed on the floor, but he wasn't really seeing it.All he could see were memories. Every time he blinked, another memory surfaced. Another moment he wished he could erase. His chest felt unbearably heavy. As though someone had placed a boulder directly over his heart."A-Adrian?" Sophia called softly.Just the sound of her voice made it obvious she was still sleepy.. The sound of it alone nearly shattered him."Why are you still awake?" she asked softly. "Is something