Part 2After The Crash, Three Men Said They Loved Me

Apparently, he didn’t spend much time with me.

I wondered silently whether that meant our relationship was stable.

I was actually dating a celebrity.

“Next month. I’ll take you to Bali next month. How does that sound?”

Next month?

I had no idea what my life was like now.

And I didn’t want to tell anyone I had amnesia.

He handed me the peach, rubbed my head, and asked gently with that handsome, cool face of his, “Has your husband hit you again?”

What?!

My pupils practically shook my skull.

I was married?

I was cheating.

My husband beat me.

And this man knew I had a husband and still dated me.

Luckily, I lowered my lashes so he wouldn’t see my shock.