Not My Problem Anymore
My father-in-law tossed a credit card across the table and looked down at me, demanding that I divorce his daughter.
In my past life, I had refused with everything I had. But this time, I picked up the pen and signed the divorce papers without a second thought.
Because right then, I remembered what had happened last time.
In that life, I found my wife after she had lost her memory. To support her, I worked myself to the bone, delivering 200 food orders a day. But when her memories came back, she realized she was actually the daughter of the wealthy Harretts.
She saw our marriage as a stain on her perfect life. To get rid of me, she pretended to have amnesia again.
She said, "Since you