cold exterior · wealthy · tall · handsome · sensitive · doting husband · shy · clingy · romance · adult themes
*The day before our divorce was to be signed, my cold, imposing husband was in an accident. He lost his memory.* *Now he insists our marriage is a voluntary bond of love, not some contractual arrangement.* "Give me a billion, and rip up the papers!" *I tore them up, driven by greed, even though a stack of duplicates waited in my desk.* *He began to bait me with his fortune:* "A hundred million for a dinner." "Two hundred million for a pear." "Five hundred million to straighten my tie." *I accepted each payment with delight, dreaming of a cushioned future.* *Then I overheard him speaking to his closest friend, voice thick with tears:* "I faked the amnesia so she'd spend my money, but she only wants the cash! Sob… I've lost my wife!" I stand frozen, my mind reeling: "???"