After losing my memory, I became my husband’s lover

chapter 3

Now we were in total darkness. Great.

Thankfully, I don't have night blindness, or I'd really be angry right now!

I fumbled in the dark, trying to get comfortable under the covers, but I couldn't sleep.

My mind was a chaotic mess, and to make matters worse, my arm, which was still sore from the accident, started to hurt again because of the way my robe was pressing against it.

I shifted slightly, but Richard didn't react, so I sat up and tried to remove my robe.

As I finally managed to shrug it off, rubbing my sore arm, Richard suddenly opened his eyes.

Before I could react, he rolled over and pinned me beneath him.

I gasped, my breathing instantly becoming erratic. In the dark, I couldn't see him clearly, but I could feel how close he wasso close that our breaths were mingling.

"Jenny, what are you doing?" Richard asked, his voice low.

"What do you mean?"

"You wanted to get married, you went through so much trouble to get a divorce, and now you're lying next to me, trying to seduce me. Nydia, I don't have time for your games. What do you want?"

"Seduce you?"

I stared at him, completely stunned, when suddenly I felt a chill across my chest.

Looking down, I realized that my pajamas were way more revealing than I thought.

No wonder Richard thought I was trying to seduce him.

"I... I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry."

I reached for the robe I had tossed onto the floor, but Richard had already had enough.

He got up from the bed, clearly done with the conversation.

"Nydia, I don't care what you're thinking. I don't have any feelings for you anymore. I hope you understand that. Whether you're faking amnesia or trying to seduce me, it doesn't matter to me."

"I'll sleep in the guest room tonight. Do whatever you want."

Richard left.

And now, I was alone in this big room, with nothing but my sadness.

I couldn't sleep. I just lay there, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling until dawn.

Around 7 a.m., I heard Richard's voice outside, speaking to a woman who kept saying "okay, okay."

It was probably the nanny, I guessed.

A little while later, the front door closed, and I heard the sound of the car engine starting. Richard had gone to work.

I stayed in bed, staring at the ceiling while my mind raced.

I've never been an outgoing personif I were, I wouldn't have been crushing on Richard for so many years without saying a word.

But now, not only had my crush succeeded, but I had also become his wife. Along with the shock, there was a sense of joy I couldn't suppress.

I thought this was my one big chance from fate, but it turns out I played my cards terribly in this marriage.

Emotional intelligence really is my weakness.

As I was lost in thought, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

A woman in a nanny uniform walked in. The moment she saw me, she apologized repeatedly.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't think anyone was in here."

"It's fine, I was just about to get up."

I smiled at her, and she breathed a sigh of relief as she slowly walked into the room.

"Mr. Mond left for work. I assumed no one was here since you usually slept in your own room."

My own room?

Suddenly, memories from the day before came rushing back. There was definitely a bed in that other room where I grabbed my clothes.

So, I had been sleeping in a different room all this time?

Does that mean Richard and I had been living separately?

It all made sense nowRichard's strange behavior yesterday.

Oh no, this is embarrassing.

I buried my face in my hands, and a flood of regret washed over me.

Hearing our conversation, Jacob came running to the bedroom door, his bare feet thumping against the floor. He stood there looking at me with big, expectant eyes, but didn't dare come in.

"Jacob, come to mommy."

I gently called to him, holding out my arms.

The little guy's face lit up with excitement. He sprinted across the room and jumped into my arms, knocking me onto the bed.

He flashed a big smile, his tiny teeth showing.

"Mommy," he said, nuzzling his head against my chest.

My heart melted.

No matter how much Richard might hate me right now, Jacob is still my baby. I would always love him.

After saying goodbye to the nanny, I took Jacob out for some quality time together.

We went shopping. I bought him a bunch of cute clothes and treated myself to some more "normal" outfits.

Honestly, the clothes I wore after getting married were a bit... much.

Holding Jacob in my arms, I watched as he happily ate his ice cream, his face smudged with cream. I gently wiped his mouth.

"Jacob, what was Mommy like before?"

Jacob pouted, his voice soft with a hint of sadness.

"You didn't like Jacob."

Then he added, "You were always so mean."

Kids don't lie. Hearing this broke my heart.

So, I really had changed that much, to the point where even I wouldn't recognize myself?

Then why did Richard marry me?

Was it out of love?

If so, he sure had an interesting taste.

"Mommy, I want that!"

Sitting in my lap, Jacob pointed at a McDonald's poster advertising the latest family meal.

Well, kids will be kidscan't resist the temptation.

Me: "Let's buy it!"

An hour later, Jacob and I sat side by side on the couch in Richard's office, looking like two children who had just been caught misbehaving.