My Amnesiac Husband

I brought a man home—handsome but amnesiac. I told him he was my fiancé, and he believed me. But then his memory returned. Guess what? He was a millionaire! However, he left without looking back. Two years later, we met again. He suddenly grabbed me, wild-eyed. “Where did you go?” he rasped.

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