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I chucked it away from me. "It's my report." Mini said, holding it. I thinned my lips, "Are you here to blackmail me? Go ahead." "No, Evie." She tried to hold my hand. I pushed myself away from her. I stared at her, "I don't care about anything. After three months he'll know the truth. You can tell him now. I have nothing to lose." Her eyes turned glassy, " Evie! You don't understand." "I understand everything. My husband lost his memory. His. Family kept me away from him. He was sleeping with beautiful models and actresses. It's good news for. His wife. Right?" I said sarcastically.

On the night of my tenth wedding anniversary with my billionaire husband, his female secretary called him. Ignoring the fact that I was completely naked, he pulled away and started to leave. I couldn't stop myself from confronting him. He sighed, yet his tone was inexplicably relaxed. "So you finally figured it out. Elowen is young and insecure. She's afraid I'll fall in love with your body again. "She's adorable. Now that I've tasted something young and vibrant, why would I ever settle for what’s withered and spent?" A chill spread through my body, and I stood there frozen. "Silas, that's not a funny joke." He didn't answer. He merely shot me a look of disgust. "She's underestimating hersel

On the night he was getting his daughter married was the night the craziness started, his wife was nowhere to be seen throughout the casual ceremony then his daughter went up to get her and randomly went missing only to be found in her room passed out. She was trying to let her know about something then, something about his wife not being his wife. Then today at his workplace when he called her because his wife had gone missing, they had a little fight and she left. Missy told her again that the woman with him is not his wife, and then mentioned about his first love. The woman who had shattered his trust. Something is not right and it seems he had been to blind for so long nothing is summing

“My parents’ marriage wasn’t the best example of a relationship. Then I got married, too young and too stupid. On and off deployments. Until I came back to find my best friend warming my wife’s bed. It was a hard pill to swallow.” “I can imagine,” I rasped. “Losing my friend hit me harder than losing my wife,” he added. “It should have been my sign. And Jonathan’s life with my ex-wife is anything but Walkers.” He reached for the unruly strand of hair and tucked it behind my ear. “I’m selfish, but I promise, I’ll try harder.” A tense, yet almost comfortable silence followed. The silence grew so deafening and ghosts I buried demanded I set them free.

My sister asked me and I froze a little, she was asking about my ex's family. "What about them?" I asked her. "Apparently your ex husbands made some bad investments, it is said that he lost all of the money and got into bed with some seriously shady people. I don't know what happened to him, but he has been reported missing, it's been about a month now. " She said. "He is not missing, not by a long shot." I said. "What do you mean? Do you know where he is? Sis please tell me that you have nothing to do with his disappearance." She said.

It took her quite a while to regain her composure and find her voice again. “Aren’t you that woman’s husband? How could we be a couple? I was also pregnant with... Ahem! Ahem! Did... Have you made a mistake?” “Sigh!” The man was both anxious and helpless. “I heard from others that you lost your memory, but I couldn’t imagine that you would forget the past completely. Yes, I was married to Mel when we met, but you didn’t care that I was a married man. You were willing to be my lover, and you even helped me keep Mel in the dark so that it would not affect my family…

But reality proved that forcibly getting something sweet doesn't make it taste any better. Those who care didn't need to be told, and those who didn't care wouldn't learn. Ryan fell silent for a moment, his slightly hoarse voice trembling softly, "I'm sorry." ‘Sorry?’ I had lost count of how many times I heard him say that. I blinked and finally managed to speak lightly. "It's okay." It had always... been okay. He was just an ex-husband. Life gradually returned to normal. Jane and I kept looking at office buildings non-stop.

I turned to see a tall figure at the door. It was my husband. For a moment, I forgot how he had left me for his ex, lost in the sight of him. Despite everything, I couldn’t deny how attractive he was. His handsome face stirred something sweet inside me. I smiled at him, knowing he must have rushed to the hospital for me after leaving his ex. “Freddie,” I called out softly. “Lessie, you’re pregnant, and my ex is back. I want her, so let’s end this.”

“Excuse me?” I took a deep breath. “It’s about Harold—my soon to be ex husband.” His expression didn’t change. “Not interested.” I swallowed hard. “Please. Just listen.” Mr Garcia sighed but gestured for me to continue. I gripped my hands together. “Harold and I… We were married for years. I fought my family for him. I gave up everything. And when he disappeared, I held everything together. I drained my savings, I kept his family afloat. And then, when he came back, he—”

Even grieving. Even broken. Even drowning herself— She still thought about protecting me from guilt before it happened. I pulled her against me instantly. Holding her tightly. “You are unreal.” She laughed softly against my chest. “No.” A pause. “I’m just someone who loves you enough to notice when you’re hurting too.” And standing there in the kitchen— Holding my wife while anniversary flowers sat quietly beside us— I realized something devastatingly clear. We had lost a child. We had nearly lost each other. We were still drowning in grief. And somehow— This was the strongest our marriage had ever been.