OWEN'S POVThe doctor sitting across me stared at me like I was some alien from space and it almost made me laugh. I don't blame him, my request was… one of a kind.“Mr Owen, do you realize what you just asked me? You want to lose your memory?” He raised a brow at me and I nodded affirmatively.“Not everything, Doc. Just the memories of these last few weeks. I want to forget everything that happened from two weeks ago till now. Is that too much to ask?” I questioned as I leaned back on the chair, my eyes fixed on his.“Why do you want to lose your memory, Sir?” He inquired and I sighed, my heart hurting at the thought of what happened.“My wife hurt me and everytime I think about it, it hurts me. So I want to forget it.” I said and he nodded, he probably understood what I'm feeling.“Why don't you find other means to help yourself stop hurting?” He gave me a strange look and I raised a brow at him.“What ways? Drinking doesn't help. Crying doesn't make me feel better. What else can I
CHARLOTTE'S POV I almost burst into tears as I heard Owen crying. I was awake when he came in but I couldn't bring myself to face him so I pretended to be asleep. I'm so grateful that that crazy stunt I pulled earlier didn't take my life.Different thoughts filled my mind and since I could do something as crazy as overdose myself, why not just listen to my head?I moved slightly to get his attention as I opened my eyes and he stared at me in happiness.“Who are you?” I asked and his expression changed into that shock as his mouth hung open. I don't know why I said that. What am I doing? Why in the world am I trying to act like I lost my memory?“Charlotte, you don't remember me?” He asked as he observed my face and I decided to continue with the act. Maybe he'll hate me less if I don't remember anything that happened.“How do you know my name? Why are you holding my hand? Why am I in the hospital?” I asked again and he just stared at me, hurt and concern written all over his face.I
OWEN'S POVI walked up to Charlotte as I took her hands in mine and gently caressed the ring on her finger.“What are you doing? Let me go!” She pulled her hand from mine like she was repelled by my touch. “I'm sorry… it has become a habit of mine to always take your hands in mine.” I confessed and she eyed me like I was a weird alien from space.“Are you trying to mess with me, sir? It's evident from the way you look that you're a wealthy person and so you must have lots of work to do, right? Why then have you decided to find pleasure in toying with me?” She questioned, her tone full of accusation and frustration and I shook my head immediately.“I'm not toying with you, Charlotte.” I started, my voice soft and gentle as I sat down in front of her.“You lost your memory, that's why you don't remember me. We're married, Charlotte. Not like a regular marriage though, we got married through a contract.” I explained and her eyes widened as she stared at me in confusion and disbelief.“W
CHARLOTTE'S POV I laid in bed, not knowing what to do anymore. How did I underestimate Owen's love for me? He intentionally cropped out the part where we fought and me overdosing myself so that I don't get hurt. I know I'm taking this amnesia thing too far but I have to make it look very believable. I sat up as the doctor walked in and I didn't see Owen with him. Where did he go? “How do you feel, Miss Charlotte?” He asked and I contemplated telling him the truth. He's a doctor after all and he might find out later. “Doc, where's my husband?” I asked, my voice as low as a whisper. He had a look of surprise on his face as he stared at me. “He's having a talk with someone outside. Do you know him as your husband?” “Actually… I didn't lose my memory.” I confessed and his eyes widened as he took a seat in front of me. “Why then did you lie? Why are you pretending to have amnesia?” He questioned, his voice dropping to a hushed whisper as well and I felt grateful for his understandi
OWEN'S POVI watched her as she slept, an effect of the injection she received a few minutes ago. I smiled to myself as I recalled the last words she said to me before she fell asleep. “You're that old?” She asked and my expression fell, I knew she was going to be disappointed in my age. “You don't look like forty though. You sure know how to maintain yourself, I'll give you credit for that.” She complimented and a smile formed on my face. “I'm sorry…” She suddenly apologized and I raised a brow in surprise. “What for?”“I know it isn't easy for you given that I don't remember you. I just want you to know that it isn't easy for me either. I'm trying to wrap my head around the fact that I don't remember what happened two months ago and it's evident that I'm trying to take it out on you. I'm sorry about that.”I chuckled at how cute she was and raised my hand to ruffle her hair but then I decided against it and dropped it back to my side. “There's nothing to apologize for. I know i
CHARLOTTE'S POV The journey back to Owen's house was silent and awkward. Rose sat beside me while Owen drove and the silence made me very uncomfortable but I couldn't do anything about it.Rose found out that I was faking my amnesia and she couldn't believe her ears. She wouldn't stop telling me about how disappointed she is in me because I've been doing crazy things and making crazy decisions these last few days.She was gonna tell on me but I was able to convince her and she decided not to. Since then, she has not spoken to me and I didn't know what to do to make it up to her.It's not like I'm doing all these on purpose, why is she not understanding me? I just don't want my husband to hate me anymore.Owen noticed the feud between both of us and I'm sure it made him uncomfortable but he couldn't do anything about it because he didn't even know what's happening and I'm sure that Rose wouldn't tell him what happened either.“Are you ladies okay?” He asked with a worried look on his
OWEN'S POVI stared at the soup brewing on the gas cooker and I took that time to think about how things were going. Charlotte was resting upstairs, and I was grateful that she was fine, even though the memories of what happened still haunted me.I still didn’t know how to feel about everything. The hospital, the amnesia, her ex-boyfriend, it was all so sudden and overwhelming.Yet, despite the confusion, a part of me was happy. Happy that we could start afresh without the pain of what happened controlling us.My phone buzzed on the counter, pulling me out of my thoughts and I quickly wiped my hands on a towel, as I reached for it, glancing at the screen and I saw that it was Roselia. A frown creased my brow because I hadn’t expected her to call with the way she left the house earlier. I hesitated for a moment before answering.“Hey, Roselia. What’s up?” I answered as I tried to keep my voice casual and friendly but even I could hear how wary I sounded.“Owen, we need to talk.” Her v
CHARLOTTE'S POVUnshed tears swirled like a pool in my eyes as I stared at Owen, my mind racing with different thoughts. He found out about my secret. And he's not mad at me?“But I-” I tried to speak but he interrupted me again as he stood up and took a seat beside me and the tears fell down my eyes like a torrent.“No buts, sweetie.” His voice was very soft and gentle as he reached out to take my hands in his, a small smile on his face.“I’m not mad at you. To be honest, I’m just surprised you’d go to such lengths to make things right.” His words cut to the depth of my heart and I broke down, the weight of my secret finally crashing down on me. I sobbed as my shoulders shook and I buried my face in my hands.To my utmost surprise, He pulled me into a tight embrace as he held me and I froze, my body pressed onto his tightly.“I’m not mad, Charlotte,” He whispered against my hair and I sobbed louder against his chest, not knowing if it was tears of pain or joy.“I could never be mad