My husband has a strange hereditary illness. Every six months after we got married, he would lose his memory for fifteen days. And during those fifteen days, hed fall madly, passionately in love with another woman. The first time Hymen lost his memory, he fell for my arch-nemesis. For her sake, he had me kidnapped while I was at work, costing me a major promotion. The second time he lost his memory, he fell for the housemaid. For her sake, he framed me in a compromising situation, filmed it, and then blasted it all over social media to publicly humiliate me. The third time, he fell for my adopted sister. For her sake, he forced me to abort our child, almost killing both me and the baby. Each time he regained his memory, he would kneel and beg for my forgiveness, and then brutally punish his mistresses. The last time, he fell for my best friend. I let out a weary sigh. “Hymen Hayes, if youre sick, cant you just drop dead already?” “Liya, I know youre hurting, but you cant force love.” Hymen responded helplessly. “Hymen loves me. You need to accept that reality instead of cursing your own husband to die.” Serena draped herself over Hymen, purring. I took a deep breath. Today marked the first day of his latest amnesiac episode. “If you run out of condoms, there are more in the second drawer. Oh, and Serena, did you buy accident insurance?” The last part I said in a loaded tone. Serena froze, staring at me like I was a lunatic, a smirk twisting her lips. “Liya, have you gone mad with grief? Over a man, really?” This was the same best friend who used to be furious and ready to defend me every time Hymen cheated. Now, she looked like a smug victor. I simply pursed my lips, a nonchalant shrug. “Its nothing, just a friendly warning. Good luck in fifteen days.” With that, I turned and walked away. Wanton moans echoed from the master bedroom that was once ours. Hymen chuckled, his breathing still ragged. “Liya Hayes is just a pawn in a business marriage. Why bother getting upset with her? My heart belongs only to you.” Heh, this Hayes family illness was truly something. Every time he lost his memory, hed dismiss me as a mere tool, always finding a way to justify his own messed-up logic. Stepping out of the villa. I called my lawyer directly, calmly giving my instructions. “By any means necessary, at any cost, within fifteen days, I want to see my divorce papers with Hymen Hayes!” And as the at-fault party, he would walk away with nothing but the clothes on his back! Of course, an even grander surprise awaited Hymen, for him to personally appreciate once his memory returned. The apartment door violently crashed open. Hymen stormed in, and with one swift move, slapped me across the face. My cheek throbbed with a numb, tingling sensation, my lip was split, a thin line of blood oozing. “Hymen, you hit me… for Serena?” I crumpled to the floor, utterly defeated. Not a single tear would fall, yet I still feigned an expression of unbearable agony. In the corner, the red light of a hidden camera blinked steadily. He scoffed. “Still so desperately in love with me? Liya Hayes, you truly are pitiful!” Before he could finish, he gestured. His bodyguards understood, immediately stepping forward to shove me to the ground, roughly and cruelly. “But kidnapping Serena? That crossed a line. Do it! Teach Liya a lesson. Dont stop until she tells us where Serena is.” Fists rained down on me. Suddenly, Hymens phone vibrated. He barely glanced at the caller ID before snatching it up, a surge of excitement on his face. “Serena? Im coming right away. Dont be scared, dont cry, it would break my heart.” He hurried away. In the empty apartment, only I remained, a pathetic heap on the ground, as I pulled out my phone. The video was syncing in real-time to the cloud. I edited, saved. Note: [Gift 1 for the ex-husband, in fifteen days!] Serenas elaborate act had gone off without a hitch. To further punish me, Hymen froze all my credit cards and even notified the TV network, suspending me from my job indefinitely. Ms. Hayes, the head of the TV department, offered a strained smile, trying to comfort me. “Liya, Mr. Hayes will regain his memory in fifteen days anyway. After all these years, you two have been through so much. He truly loves you; everyone can see that.” I was utterly drained, clutching the suspension notice as I left. As soon as I stepped out of the TV network building. Serenas SnapChat messages came flooding in, one after another. [Liya Hayes, as your best friend, I was always just a mere backdrop for you to compare yourself against.] [But now, its different. The man you love most belongs to me.] [I, Serena, will soon step over you and claim all your wealth and happiness.] [Jealous? Resentful? But no! Hahahaha…] The contemptuous words, the utterly arrogant tone practically jumped off the screen. I scoffed, then took a screenshot.
I needed to return to the villa to get something back. It was a hand-embroidered cloth my grandmother had made. But as I stepped through the main entrance. I saw Serena cradling a dirty, stray dog. Her eyes were watery, as she reached out to Hymen, who was standing beside her, clearly allergic to dog fur but trying to tough it out. “Hymen, the poor dog is so pathetic. Hurry and grab that old rag so I can wipe it clean.” The rag Serena pointed at was my grandmothers embroidered cloth. My heart clenched violently. I was about to step forward to stop her. But Hymen moved faster. He casually smashed the picture frame, pulled out the fabric inside, and handed it over. His thin lips parted in a sneer. “Is Liya out of her mind? Framing a worthless rag and hanging it here to embarrass herself?” Yet, when he wasnt suffering from amnesia, that “worthless rag” was the one thing that brought him peace, something he treasured above all else! “Good boy, puppy. Big sister will clean you up.” With that, Serena used the fabric, which represented my entire familys legacy, to wipe the dogs rear end. My eyes widened in fury, and I lunged forward like a madwoman, raising my hand to strike. But Serena didnt even get a single hair touched. Hymen grabbed me by the collar and flung me away like a piece of trash. My frail body slammed hard against the floor-to-ceiling glass window. The window shattered, sharp glass shards tore through my clothes, pierced my tender skin, and blood gushed out. For a split second. Hymen, who had been shielding Serena, his face flushed with rage. His tightly furrowed brows stiffened at the sight of the blood pooling on the floor. His handsome face went ashen, as if remembering something… ” W-wah, Hymen, Liya is so scary! The puppy is terrified too! Im so scared, I dont want to be here anymore~ ” Serenas childish, whiny cries filled the air. Hymen, his mind churning with fragmented memories, snapped back to reality. He shook his head violently, muttering to himself. ” No way! How could I possibly be so distraught over Liya, a mere pawn in a business marriage? I love Serena, only Serena! ” I let out a cold snort just before I completely passed out from the pain. It seemed the closer it got to the fifteen-day mark. the clearer the forgotten memories became for Hymen. Serena, nestled in Hymens arms as she passed by me. She mouthed the words, a smirk playing on her lips, “Liya, youre just like this rotten rag. Hymen will give me anything I want, hahahaha…” Serena deliberately let go of the stray dog. The dog lunged at me.
When I next woke up. I was still clutching my grandmothers soiled fabric, in a VIP hospital room. The young nurse, changing my dressing, muttered sympathetically. ” Ms. Hayes, your husband is truly a heartless beast! A vile monster! ” ” Last night, you almost didnt make it. The attending surgeon called your husband, asking him to come sign the papers. ” ” But guess what he said? He claimed he was too busy coddling his lover and told us to let you die! ” *Let you die…* I turned my head. The rising sun streamed onto me, warm and comforting. My lawyer sent a message. `Madam, in just seven days, youll have your divorce certificate and be free.` Seven days. Leaning against the hospital bed. Grandmas embroidered cloth had been sent to a professional for cleaning. My fingers flew across the screen, saving the recording Id just made of the nurse to the cloud. At the same time, I retrieved and saved the surveillance video from the villa. Note: [Gift 3 for the ex-husband, in fifteen days!] I was discharged five days later. Serena, who had been a barely known actress, was now soaring, thanks to Hymens resources. She was the female lead in over a dozen high-quality TV series. Three renowned directors in the industry were vying to create tailor-made projects for Hymens “true love.” In short. As I sat in the car, every LED billboard I passed. featured the hottest “Goddess of Warmth,” Serena. I tapped my phone, looking at the countdown calendar. Just two more days until this game would finally be over. But I was slightly curious. What kind of scene would unfold when Hymen regained his memory and personally unwrapped the grand gift I had prepared for him? Suicide? Hanging? Self-harm? Pfft, those are so cliché. I was more eager to see a new melodrama unfold! The car pulled back to my apartment. Before I even entered the garage. The TV station director called. Her voice was trembling. ” L-Liya… Mr. Hymens orders… he wants you to come back temporarily to interview Serena. ” Interview Serena? The interview was scheduled for two days later. I put the call on speakerphone. My finger tapped idly on the screen displaying the calendar. Finally, I offered a faint, natural smile. “Alright, tell Hymen that I, Liya Hayes, accept this assignment.” It was a live interview, with three million anticipated viewers. Not only would New Yorkers be watching, but the entire country would witness firsthand how unhinged Hymen would become once his memory returned! Interesting. On the day of the interview. The director rushed over, practically in tears. ” Liya, Serenas agent just called. Shes suddenly feeling unwell and wont come. ” ” What? ” The interviewee wasnt coming. Given Serenas current popularity. If the show went off-air, no one would blame the “Goddess of Warmth” for being a diva; theyd just mock my show for having no guests! I bit my lip, telling the director to continue preparing for the show. Meanwhile, I went to the lounge to call Serena myself. Riiiiing… riiiiing… After thirty consecutive calls. A lazy, languid voice finally answered. But it wasnt for me. ” W-wah~ Hymen, youre so naughty. What if we tease Liya too much and she actually gets mad? ” Serenas sweet, simpering voice, laced with lustful abandon. Hymen, breathing heavily, his voice deep and sensuous. ” Liya is always targeting you. If she wants to remain Mrs. Hayes, she needs to be properly taught a lesson, to learn to behave. ” So, this interview, from start to finish, was just a setup designed to utterly humiliate me? And Hymen himself had orchestrated and executed it! I lowered my head, a bitter smile twisting my lips.
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