Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Cheating Amnesic Idol Mate: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Ashley POVIt was an impulse decision that meant I had to follow my best friend who had a spare ticket because her other friend was sick. Her seat was one of the most expensive, almost in front of the stage. She was a huge fan, the type who buys everything related to the boy band, even seemingly useless things like paperweights. That was her biggest idol the one and only, Jayden Ronan Keller. My worst nightmare right in front of my eyes — Oh, and also my mate and fiancé. Of course, she didn't know that last part. Nobody does, or I wouldn't be standing in one of the front rows, still breathing. She only knew about my family and Jayden's long-standing relationship and that we often celebrated holidays together. Some media had reported about us because I was supposedly the heir to Red Moon Inc., the huge international company owned by my late grandfather, Alpha Eros Van Smith of the Red Moon Pack, and well, he was Jayden R. Keller, the personnel of the boy band "Boyz Hits Bullets aka B

Ashley POVThe situation became silent, as if in suspended animation. The only thing that reminded me that I was still alive, or that time hadn't stopped, was my racing heartbeat. And, of course, the fact that I could feel my face quickly turning red. It was as if life wasn't going to let me off the hook for such an embarrassment. It was just too cruel."Jayden, isn't she a friend of your family?"The figure of the man who spoke, finally breaking the spells that had everyone glued, was about the same height as Jayden. I couldn't see his hair or most of his face, but I recognized him by the deep voice that had captivated the entire stadium an hour and a half ago with a very painful song. It seemed like he had introduced himself at the beginning of the concert."Is it really her?"The other man who spoke was the tallest of the group. He opened one side of his mask behind his left ear, revealing his whole face. I recognized him, he was the leader of the group, Jackson or better known as

Ashley POVHe didn't follow me, though. But I knew he had seen my tears. I tried to wipe them away as I hurried out of the stadium. I didn't know why I was crying. I should have been screaming with joy, celebrating his betrayal, maybe drinking a beer by myself. I was free. My life is so ironic, isn't it? Like some kind of cheesy drama in a TV series. Then why did it hurt so much?When I arrived, I saw Eva's face immediately turn serious when she saw me, and she silenced her tired and cranky mother and her friends. There seemed to be something in my expression that made them worry and not talk to me, as they remained silent all the way home. Eva's mom made sure to drop me off first, even though the trip to Beverly Street would take the longest because of the detour from the stadium."I'll call you tomorrow, okay?" Eva asked after I thanked her mom. Her eyes were worried."Sure," I said quickly as I got out of the car. I found myself sounding much more harsh than I wanted to, so I added

Ashley POV Clark seemed like he was about to say something else but I had already gone inside. Sitting on the edge of one of the two infirmary beds with his booted feet firmly planted on the floor and his back to the door. There was a lonely man wearing a large T-shirt and baggy blue jeans. A layer of bandages was wrapped around his head, his right arm was splinted with a brace, and I could see small scratches and bruises all over his body that had mostly been patched up. A few spots of red blood stained his white T-shirt. Other than that, Jayden Ronan Keller looked just fine. As soon as I entered, he instantly turned around. The look of suspicion on his face turned into a face full of familiarity - and excitement. "Ashley!" he called out and all of a sudden stood up and made a motion to come over to me before stopping. His eyes flicked to something behind me and his face seemed to stiffen. It was Clark Walter walking right towards me. I quickly gathered myself and cleared my thro

Ashley POV Oh, shoot. Not because he had a famous girlfriend, but because he had cheated on me, my soon-to-be ex-fiancé, for who knows how long. And even though he was suffering from amnesia which made him more mellow - probably because he did not recognize anyone else but me as well as the pair bond between us and therefore he was attached to that sense of familiarity - yet I still did not consider him a friend. Besides, technically speaking, he is still a pop idol who definitely has tons of fans who adore him in various ways. So, he did not qualify as a friend, other than as an idol, and here I was, wallowing in my own emotions. Great. Before I dragged myself off to sleep, I decided to go see Clark. The man paces back and forth in front of the door, and opens his mouth to speak when he sees me coming. In a flash, I put a finger to my lips, shutting him up. "He is finally asleep," I whispered as I peered through the gap between the door and the frame. "I will be here until morni