Chapter 1

Three years after our divorce, my ex-wife was in a car accident and lost her memory, reverting to when she was eighteen and loved me the most.

She coldly rejected the other woman she once adored, ignored the humiliation and hurt she had caused me, and stubbornly insisted on moving into my house despite my indifference. She clung to me, acting sweet and expressing her love.

I played along, watching coldly as she fell deeper.

Until later, when she regained her memory and tearfully begged me on her knees to remarry her.

Little did she know, thanks to her, I was dying.

I would die in the year when she was most vulnerable and helpless after being betrayed by the other woman...

And when she loved me the most.

When I arrived at the hospital, I heard Lily arguing with someone.

She was sitting on the hospital bed, her head still wrapped in bandages, but she didn't look like a patient at all.

"I don't know you, please don't touch me!" Lily said.

Jake, Lily's secretary, was holding a bowl of porridge, looking helpless. "Lily, it's me. I'm your boyfriend."

Lily's beautiful eyes scrutinized Jake suspiciously. She tilted her head and said, "Boyfriend? You're lying. My boyfriend is Adrian."

At the mention of my name, a flash of darkness crossed Jake's eyes, but he still said good-naturedly, "Lily, be good. You haven't eaten all day. Let me feed you some porridge."

Jake scooped up a spoonful of porridge and tried to feed Lily, but she swatted his hand away without even looking, spilling the hot porridge all over Jake.

"Get out! Don't touch me."

Jake wearily pressed his temples and called someone to clean up. It was in this chaotic scene that I appeared.

I pushed through the crowd and called out, "Lily."

Lily, who had been burying her face in her knees, suddenly looked up at the sound of my voice, her eyes lighting up with joy.

"Adrian!"

She was about to jump off the bed and into my arms. I quickly stopped her, saying, "Don't move. You've just been in a car accident. You shouldn't make any sudden movements."

Lily pouted, reluctantly settling back onto the bed.

"Okay. They say I've lost my memory. Is that true? But I clearly remember you, my parents, and even the homework Mr. Zhang assigned yesterday. How could I have lost my memory?"

Mr. Zhang was our math teacher. Lily's behavior clearly showed that her memory had reverted to our high school days.

Before I could speak, Jake cut in, "Lily, it's 2024 now. You're thirty years old."

Lily glared at Jake fiercely and said angrily, "I don't believe you. Adrian, this weird guy keeps lying to me. Get me out of here quickly."

Jake's face visibly darkened. After all, being called weird by the person you love isn't a pleasant experience.

Looking at Lily's clear and innocent eyes, I sighed and said, "Lily, Jake isn't lying. It really is 2024 now."

Lily's eyes widened suddenly. I turned to Jake, gesturing for him to bring over Lily's scans.

As I held the scans up to the light, Lily playfully whistled at me and said, "I never imagined our Adrian would really become a doctor. You must look especially handsome in a white coat."

This little flirt's behavior was exactly the same as in high school. However, I could no longer perform surgeries now.

I put down the scans and said, "Now do you believe that you've lost your memory?"

Lily nodded glumly and said, "You wouldn't lie to me. If you say so, then it must be true."

Jake's face became even more unpleasant. He stepped forward and said softly, "Lily, you see, I wasn't lying to you."

Lily didn't even look at Jake. She hugged my arm and said, "Adrian, is this guy really my boyfriend? Did we break up later? How is that possible? I like you the most. Did you leave me?"

A barrage of questions hit me, and I looked at Lily clinging to me obediently, not knowing where to start.

How could I tell her that we got married and then divorced? How could I tell her that in the first year of our marriage, she fell in love with someone else? How could I tell her that we once vowed never to see each other again?

I held Lily's hand and said heavily, "We didn't break up."

Lily's eyes lit up, with a hint of "I knew it" pride.

I gently removed Lily's arms from around me and said flatly, "We got divorced."