I Woke Up Over You のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Martin caught me looking at him and gave me a disgusted look before turning back to Evelyn."There's no need to go to the hospital. You're too kind, Evelyn. That's why she keeps taking advantage of you. And if it weren't for what she did seven years ago, you never would've ended up in a coma."Donating part of her brainstem tissue doesn't make up for the seven years you lost."I frowned. "Seven years ago? What did I do?"Martin scoffed. "Willow, I only spared you the humiliation of being punished in front of everyone because you were still my wife. Did you really think no one knew what kind of person you were?"Seven years ago, Evelyn was helping with one of your projects when she entered the wrong data by mistake and cost you the deal. You blamed the entire thing on her in front of everyone at a meeting."But that still wasn't enough for you. After work, you asked her to meet you somewhere without security cameras and pushed her down the stairs! So if anyone doesn't belong at th

Still, I couldn't help feeling a little relieved.Maybe losing those seven years of memories wasn't such a bad thing after all. It had taken seven years, but at least I could finally start living for myself again.I pushed the thought aside and smiled. "Relax. I've already hired a realtor to sell the house. Once we divide the assets, I'll finally be free of that uptight, old-fashioned jerk. And then—"A cold voice came from the doorway."Willow, say that again."I turned around and froze.Martin? What was he doing here? Didn't he hate the smell of smoke and alcohol?"What do you want? Shouldn't you be off taking care of your precious Evelyn?"To my surprise, Martin didn't get angry. He just stared at me for a long moment. "It's midnight. You promised you'd be home by 10:00 pm."I scoffed. He had to be out of his mind."We're getting divorced. What makes you think you still get to tell me what to do?"Martin didn't look surprised. He pulled a bank card from his bag and held i

Evelyn clearly wasn't done. She put on that same wounded, concerned look again."Willow, I know you hate me, but Martin only gets angry because he cares about you. You went too far today. That was your wedding ring. How could you just throw it away like it meant nothing?"He's had enough pressure on him all these years with the company. Of course he's going to lose his temper sometimes. Can't you try to understand where he's coming from?"If my friends hadn't told me the truth last night, I might've actually believed her.Martin had spent the past seven years holed up at some monastery in the middle of nowhere while I handled every project and kept the company running.What pressure had he possibly been under?Before I could say anything, Evelyn suddenly grabbed my hand."Willow, this is all my fault. I'm sorry. Why don't we put the past behind us and start over? We can both help take some of the pressure off Martin and work together to grow the company."I hadn't even had a ch

Martin sounded exhausted, but I could still hear the hope in his voice.He really thought that if he gave me even the slightest opening, I'd come running back. In his mind, I was still the same Willow who had never been able to say no to him.Too bad he was wrong.Just then, the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find a realtor in a suit standing there with a young couple behind him."Ms. Quade? I'm with Wexton Realty. You contacted us about selling the house."I nodded and stepped aside. "Come in."Martin went white. He spun around and stared at me. "Wh-what are you doing?"His voice came out sharp with disbelief.I met his stare, my voice perfectly calm. "Exactly what it looks like. I'm selling the house."Martin staggered, nearly losing his balance. "Selling the house? A-are you insane? This is our home! You can't just sell it!"Watching him completely lose it almost made me laugh."Our home? Since when? My parents left this house to me. It was perfectly fine until you r

Martin spent the rest of the day taking me around the city. We watched a movie, grabbed something to eat, went to an amusement park, and rode the Ferris wheel.It almost felt like a real date.As the Ferris wheel carried us higher, Martin gazed out over the city. "Willow, do you remember? Our first date was just like this."Then he turned to me. "Do you remember any of it?"There was something wistful in his eyes, along with a flicker of hope.I looked at him and told him the truth. "No."Since the surgery, most of those seven years had been a blank. There was so much I couldn't remember, and our first date was one of those things.Martin froze. That clearly wasn't the answer he'd been expecting."You don't remember? You're still mad at me, aren't you?"He seemed convinced I was only saying it to hurt him. His eyes reddened again."Willow, I know I was wrong. I-I'm sorry. I ignored you, and I failed you as a husband. But I know that now. Just give me one more chance, okay? Le