My Husband Faked Amnesia After Cheating, I Left
I came home from a night shift and caught my husband in bed with his secretary.
After the screaming and the chaos, I ran out like a woman losing her mind. Derek chased after me.
We ended up at the river, fighting. Somehow we both fell in. He nearly drowned trying to save me—the doctors said the oxygen deprivation had caused severe brain damage.
When he woke up, he could barely function. No memory. No independence. He followed me around like a lost child.
"Wifey, don't leave me. I'm scared."
Looking at that helpless, broken man, I gritted my teeth and held this family together. The secretary vanished without a trace.
Six years passed. Derek slowly seemed to recover. He was gentle with me, attentive, loving. I even got pregnant with our second child.
Then came the family dinner.
Derek knocked back two glasses of whiskey and suddenly slammed his hand on the table, his face twisted with frustration.
"My oldest boy is already in first grade, and I haven't made it to a single parent-teacher conference!"
I thought his brain was glitching again.
MY sister-in-law Vanessa rushed to cover his mouth, but he shoved her away and let out a cold laugh.
"You really thought the water scrambled my brains?"
"Chloe gave me a son. I haven't forgotten about him for a single day!"