My Husband Chased Me Back After I Lost My Memory

My Husband Chased Me Back After I Lost My Memory

Daniel

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I woke up in a haze of amnesia and found that I married to William, the world's richest man. Our relationship was plagued by his childhood friend, Kamelia, who seemed to delight in causing trouble. Mockery and hurt became my daily companions as I tried to navigate this new, confusing life. In a desperate attempt to escape the pain, I committed suicide, only to lose my memory upon waking. Then, an accident led to a life - changing discovery - I was pregnant. Kamelia, consumed by jealousy, launched a terrifying attack, but William stepped in at the last moment... Confessing his love to me, even my mother in law changed her attitude...

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When I woke up, I found myself in an incredibly vast room. I stared at the strange man standing before me. "I'm telling you, Angelita, faking a suicide won't fly. You might as well save your energy," he said. My mind was in a frenzy, desperately trying to dredge up any memories associated with this man. Just then, I caught sight of a wedding photo beside me. It appeared that this man was my husband. The man slammed the door shut and strode into the bathroom, leaving me thoroughly confused. I frantically searched on the navigation.

This place was Azurecrest Manor, and within a radius of several kilometers, there was only this single building. I scoured the internet. The owner of the villa was William, the world's wealthiest man. However, there was no news anywhere online about my marriage to him.

Instead, there were a ton of tabloid stories. The internet sensation Angelita had pulled all kinds of crazy stunts to get William's attention, but all she'd managed to do was make him increasingly disgusted. Angelita, that internet celeb, had become the butt of jokes for going after the tycoon. Angelita, the online star, had badmouthed Kamelia and even threatened William with suicide. This was the last bit of news I could dig up, just a few days back. Next up, there was this really eye - catching story about William dating the goddess Kamelia. Seemed like this was a classic love - triangle situation. Before I could even begin to figure out what the heck I should do now, William walked out of the bathroom, stark naked. I quickly covered my eyes. "Hey! What the hell are you doing?" With a quick sweep of his big hand, he wrapped his arm around my waist and yanked me into his embrace. "William!" I shouted. "Get your hands off me!"

A momentary look of astonishment flashed in William's eyes.

But it was quickly replaced by impatience.

"Angelita, stop acting like this," he sneered.

His grip was so strong that it happened to press right on the wound from my suicide attempt by cutting my wrist.

A sharp pain shot through me, and I couldn't help but wince.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

Suddenly, William withdrew his hand, spun me around, and embraced me from behind.

"I'll let this pass for now, but don't you ever dare to fake suicide to threaten me again."

I struggled a bit, but William tightened his hold, clearly not allowing me to retort.

When I woke up the next day, William was no longer by my side.

I casually put on some clothes and went downstairs.

There he was, already sipping his morning tea at the dining table.

The butler, standing beside him, greeted me, "Good morning." I stood there, frozen. William didn't even lift his head as he said, "Come down and have some morning tea."

Despite being just a simple morning tea, the spread was so lavish that it left me astounded.

I couldn't help but think, truly a sign of a wealthy family.

Even a morning tea was such an elaborate affair.

I sat down directly across from William. As the butler served me a pot of tea, the moment I caught a whiff of its aroma, I furrowed my brow.

"Why this tea?" I asked. The butler replied, "This was specially sent by Miss Kamelia. It's also her favorite, flown in from Japan..."

Instantly, my appetite vanished. "I won't drink it."

The silver teaspoon clinked against the porcelain, producing a clear, crisp sound. William finally lifted his eyes to look at me. "Angelita, enough is enough."

I seethed with anger.

"Not drinking this tea is bothering you now?"

"Isn't it precisely because it was sent by Kamelia that you're refusing to drink it?" William's face was as cold as ice.

"Angelita, when will you ever rein in your jealousy?"

Me? Jealous of Kamelia?

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