Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 632 Forget the Important Person

To be honest, I instantly felt a sense of guilt towards Charlie when I realized that I might have been a woman who didn't value others' sincerity in the past

And I couldn't help but wonder how I could refuse such a kind, gentle, and considerate husband in the past

I lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep

Perhaps my brain suddenly received a lot of information, and for a moment, I couldn't continue thinking. And the next second, a severe headache suddenly struck, causing me to

desperately clutch the bedsheet beneath me, gasping for breath helplessly

What's even more absurd was that accompanied by a headache, images suddenly started flashing back in my previously blank mind

All those images were blurry without exception, but I could still make out that it was the silhouette of a man, thinner than Charlie, but he didn't turn around. The only image that appeared before my eyes was his back

Because when I tried my best to reach out and grab him, he quickly disappeared from my mind again

I was very clear that this was not a dream

I must have forgotten someone, who may be important to me, or perhaps he was the

fundamental reason for the discord in my relationship with my husband

I felt familiar with that silhouette, mixed with anxiety and longing. Even when I woke up in the hospital a few days ago and saw Charlie for the first time, I never experienced such a feeling

So... Charlie actually didn't want me to remind him of the past, because I had someone else in my heart

This seemingly absurd conclusion, however, precisely explained all my questions in this room

I was instantly at a loss and remained still for a while before finally moving my body. I anxiously took out the phone that Charlie had given me when I was discharged today

I searched through IG, FB, and even the phone bookContent property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

But in all communication apps, there was only Charlie's contact information

I did not find the answers I wanted from this phone, but it did give me a correct answer

The story of a happy couple and a harmonious family of three was a lie Charlie fabricated for me after I lost my memory

He could erase everything in his phone, but he couldn't erase the emotions in my subconscious mind

Even though I couldn't remember anything, those blurry images still appeared abruptly

And those photos that I just looked through also showed that my relationship with Charlie was

not good enough in the past

Three-quarters of those photos were solo shots of mine, and the rest were group photos with colleagues and classmates. As for me and Charlie, there wasn't a decent intimate photo of us anywhere in this room

In addition, let alone a family photo of the three of us. Meteor was probably not the product of love between Charlie and me. He might even be a child that his mother did not expect to be born. How could I, in the past, possibly take an intimate photo with them?

At this point, all the speculations formed a coherent logic in my mind

There was no doubt that Charlie loved me

He longed to build a happy family with me and

wanted to conceive our child together. He achieved all of this and was very satisfied with our family of three

But the person I loved in my heart was not him, even though he was my lawful husband. My heart has never belonged to him

It was even possible that Charlie had made gestures of humbling himself to ask me to return to the family in the past, but the results were minimal, so we have been living apart until now, without even taking proper care of the child

And my amnesia, perhaps, was not a bad thing for Charlie

He did his best to depict everything he longed for in my blank memory, attempting to fabricate a happy and perfect lie of a family of three to

deceive me. Then he made me believe it all and continued along the path he had laid out for me

It was better that I can't recall anything

To be honest, when I realized this, reason told me that I should have been angry

After all, as a person who had lost their memory, I felt my brain like a blank sheet of paper. Whatever was scribbled on it would become my memory

Charlie's lies undoubtedly caused a qualitative change in my life's path, but I couldn't criticize his actions in any way

Everything he did and his only motivation was his love for me

Because he loved me so much, he was willing to accept that I didn't belong to his past

Because he loved me enough, he was willing to create memories with me from now on

No matter how our past relationship was, I had witnessed Charlie's cautiousness these days, so how could I bear to question him just because of a blurry figure in front of me?