My wife wiped my memory clean, time and again, all for her lover. And in the end, I truly forgot her.

Chapter 1

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My Ex-Wife's Obsession

Celeste Hayes, the poor, stunning girl I once shamed, finally made me pay. And the price was excruciating.

She drove my parents to their deaths, then broke my limbs and threw me into a doghouse to sleep.

Everyone said it was her well-deserved revenge.

But on the night I jumped into the ocean, a terrified Celeste, who couldn't even swim, bravely plunged in after me.

To save my life, she lost a hand to a shark.

Celeste even spent billions, assembling a team of hypnotists, just to make me forget our past and marry her.

As she wished, my entire world had shrunk to a single purpose: loving her.

But on our tenth anniversary, I saw her slip into my male caregiver Jaxon Miller's room late at night.

His intimate murmurs gradually merged with the voice of the man I remembered Celeste truly loving.

Jaxon asked her why she still hadn't divorced me.

Celeste's reply, laced with a sigh of pained affection:

“I did all this just to make Liam Thorne suffer more when he finally comes to his senses. You know, you’re the true light in my life.”

I slipped the memory-loss pill I'd been hiding into my mouth.

Celeste didn’t know. I’d never forgotten a thing from before.

But from this moment on, I would forget everything. Including her.