After My Boyfriend Pretended To Have AmnesiaChapter 1
Jack Roberson had a car accident while taking his little lover out for a joyride. The crash left him with amnesia.
I rushed to the hospital, my heart pounding in my chest. However, just as I reached the door of his hospital room, I heard his voice from within, "I’ve been helping her with her depression for so long and she hasn’t gotten any better. I’m scared one day she’ll just snap and hang herself at home.”
"And about the amnesia? Yeah, I was just faking it. It is a perfect excuse to avoid those sappy walks down memory lane with her. It's too exhausting."
I stopped walking. The words he said sliced through my heart like a knife. I smiled bitterly and lowered my hand, which was about to reach the doorknob.
He was right, I was going to die soon, but, not because I was going to kill myself. It was because I was having a terminal cancer.
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After a long pause, I was able to calm down, then I pushed the door and walked inside.
Jack's cold eyes met my eyes but he stayed silent.
His icy gaze was like a sharp knife that pierced into my heart.
On any other day, I would have rushed to his side and fussed over him then checked every part of his body for any sign of injuries.
However, today, something inside of me stopped those impulses. I realized that I no longer had the right to do that.
Jack did not need me anymore.
Seeing me stare at him in silence, Jack asked in an annoyed tone, "Who are you?"
His eyes narrowed coldly as he waited for me to answer.
I swallowed the bitterness rising in my throat and forced a small smile, trying to appear unfazed. “I ... I’m your wife. We’ve been married for five years.”
Although a bandage was wrapped around Jack's forehead the man still lounged against a white pillow as if nothing was wrong.
Even then, the man looked as handsome and carefree as ever.
If it were not for the small patches of blood staining the bandage, I would have thought Jack was faking his injuries just to mess with me.
“It’s obvious our relationship isn’t great,” he said, his lips curved into a mocking smile. “You don’t seem to care much about me, either.”
Is our marriage of those fake ones?" he asked then let out a faint chuckle.