After a sudden car accident, I pretended to have amnesia.

Little did I expect my husband and cousin to seize the opportunity and act as a married couple, passionately entangling on my bed.

Onlookers eagerly watched, applauding and teasing: "Briar must have been starving! Look at how he's ravishing our Selene."

"This is nothing! I remember when they were together before, Selene could barely walk straight any day. What's happening now is child's play!"

Red-faced with anger, I wanted an explanation from him, but he shoved me to the ground.

"If you weren't like a dead fish in bed, so uptight, would I be thinking about her all the time?"

I fell to the floor, blood seeping from beneath me.

My husband's eyes were filled with disgust when my cousin cast a glance at us. He covered her eyes, saying with revulsion, "Don't look. It will render bad luck."

Later, when he saw the miscarriage report from the hospital, his eyes turned red with tears.

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When I received the pregnancy test results, I rushed home immediately.

I couldn't wait to share this wonderful news with Briar.

It would also be the perfect opportunity to tell him that I hadn't lost my memory after all.

But when I arrived home, I was stunned by what I saw.

My cousin, wearing a sexy red spaghetti strap dress, was straddling Briar's lap seductively.

Briar's breathing was heavy, his eyes burning with intense desire as he looked at her.

His fingers discreetly toyed with the hem of her dress, slipping underneath. She shivered slightly at his touch, nearly dropping the strawberry she was holding.

My cousin Selene gave him a flirtatious look. "How am I supposed to feed you strawberries if you keep doing that?"

"Use your mouth. It won't interfere," Briar replied in a husky voice, his gaze fixed on the woman enthralled by him.

Selene's expression was dazed, her cheeks flushed an unusual red as her breath grew heavier.

My heart sank to the pit of my stomach.

This marital home had been decorated bit by bit according to my preferences by Briar.

He had personally overseen all the renovations in the house, including the furniture selection.

He said he wanted to create a warm, cozy home for me.

But now, he was blatantly fooling around with another woman in this very house. Looking at Selene getting into the swing of things, someone nearby couldn't help but remind them, "Come on now, there are still outsiders like us around. You two should be more mindful. Or do you need us to give you some alone time to blow off some steam?"

"Yeah, don't worry about us. You guys were even wilder back in college, we're used to it. Even if you ditch us now to go do your thing, none of us would say a word."

"That's right. Besides, Melody's got amnesia now and thinks Briar is her brother-in-law. Even if she walks in on you two together, she won't think anything of it."

They had no idea my amnesia was fake.

That day after waking up from the car accident, seeing him rush to the hospital, I had a sudden thought to pretend I had amnesia and see how he would react.

So I casually said, "Brother-in-law, are you here to take me home?"

Briar was stunned for two seconds, then gave a deep "Mm-hmm."

He didn't deny it, tacitly accepting the title.

But if he had really cared about me, he would have asked the doctor and known I only had a mild concussion and wouldn't have amnesia at all.

Briar curved his lips into a smile, casually wrapping an arm around her waist as he said, "You guys quit the smart talk. Watch what you say, don't let anything slip to Melody."

Hearing those words, my stomach churned violently, making me feel nauseous. "You've already done it, so why be afraid of others finding out?" I said. I threw the keys in my hand onto the entryway, barely containing my fury.

Selene was the first to react, her hazy eyes gradually clearing. She pretended as if nothing had happened, saying, "Melody, why are you so angry? Men don't like women with such bad tempers, you know."

Hearing the provocation in her words, I laughed bitterly. "Then what kind of women do men like? Women like you who flaunt themselves?"

"Enough! What nonsense are you spouting?" Briar's face was full of displeasure, with anger suppressed in his clear voice. "Is that how you talk about your sister? Apologize to Selene right now!"

Sister?

A real sister would never steal her younger sister's husband.

My heart felt like it was being pierced by needles, making it hard to breathe.

I couldn't believe that the man who had tearfully professed his love for me at our wedding was now speaking to me so cruelly for the sake of another woman.

Tears welled up in my eyes, but I held them back, gritting my teeth as I said, "Am I wrong? You're taking advantage of my memory loss to carry on with her. What do you take me for?"

"Melody, you can't say that. Selene knew Briar even before you did. They were together for several years. Now they're just old friends catching up. You don't need to blow this out of proportion."

"That's right. Briar's just reminiscing with Selene. It's not like he's out chasing other women. Whatever happened in the past, Briar is still your husband."

The more they spoke, the more nauseated I felt.

I had always known Selene had an ex she deeply loved, but I never knew that ex was Briar.

They had so many chances to come clean with me.

I could have gracefully bowed out and let them be together.

But not once did they do that. They treated me like a fool, stringing me along.

The tears that had been welling up in my eyes finally spilled over, quickly blurring my vision. I trembled as I asked, "Briar, do you agree with what they're saying?"

As soon as the words left my mouth, I suddenly realized how ridiculous I was being.

I already knew he was a scumbag, yet I still held onto hope for him.

Briar, his face full of impatience, shot back, "Aren't they right? If you weren't such a dead fish in bed, always so uptight, why would I be thinking about her all the time?"

"You're supposed to be my darling, and you don't even know what your husband is thinking? You have the nerve to question me?"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all.

I never knew that after cheating, a man could so brazenly pin all the blame on his darling.

Selene slowly walked towards me, saying as she approached, "Melody, they're right, you know. If you can't satisfy Briar, you can't expect him not to seek pleasure elsewhere, can you? I know you don't like me, but don't worry, I absolutely won't try to steal Briar from you."

She then gazed at Briar, her eyes full of affection, and said softly, "As long as he spends time with me occasionally, that's all I need. I won't ask for anything more."

As these words fell, an indescribable bitterness welled up in my throat.

I couldn't hold it back anymore and threw up. Selene was caught off guard and got vomited on all over, her face turning ashen as she let out a shrill scream.

I'm in the early stages of pregnancy, and morning sickness is a natural occurrence.

I was about to explain this when Briar hurriedly walked towards her.

I had just opened my mouth when he roughly shoved me aside, "Melody, are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Unable to dodge in time, my belly slammed hard against the corner of a nearby table.

An indescribable pain instantly spread throughout my body.

My face turned as white as a sheet as I trembled, supporting myself against the dining table, feeling a warm flow beneath me.

Realizing what had happened, I cried out in panic, "Briar, my stomach hurts so bad, please take me to the hospital..."

Hearing my cry, the others looked over, noticing the blood trickling down my legs, concern flooding their eyes.

"Briar, Melody, she..."

Briar also tensed up for a moment, but remembering that it was around my period days, his eyes filled with disgust. "That's really gross. Hurry up and get back to your room to change!"

Selene heard this and tried to turn to look, but he covered her eyes. "Don't look, it will bring us bad luck!"

Briar spoke to her gently, but his words were chilling.

The pain in my lower abdomen felt like a sharp steel needle mercilessly piercing my nerves.

I involuntarily curled up, biting my lower lip, trying my best to stay calm. "Briar, this isn't my period. I might be having a miscarriage. Can you take me to..."

Hearing this, a flicker of emotion crossed Briar's eyes.

The next second, Selene said, "Melody, your way of trying to get attention is so cliché. Knowing your personality, if you were pregnant, you would've told Briar already. How could you only be saying it now?"

All the coincidences, in her words, became intentional.

Briar's face darkened instantly as he scolded, "Get inside! Stop embarrassing yourself out here!"

I was in too much pain to stand, leaning on the table without moving.

I thought about reaching for my phone to call 911. I pulled out my phone, about to dial, when Selene feigned innocence, "It's just ordinary period bleeding. Calling 911? Isn't that a waste of public resources?"

Hearing this, Briar swiftly snatched my phone and smashed it on the ground.

"If you want to throw a tantrum, go ahead. But I won't let you cause unnecessary trouble for anyone!"

He dragged me mercilessly towards the bedroom, ignoring my struggles.

"Briar, I really am pregnant!"

"Please, I'm begging you, let me go to the hospital. I'm in so much pain..."

"Briar..."

For the sake of the baby, I set aside all my pride and pleaded with him pathetically.

He ignored my cries and insisted on dragging me into the room. "You think it's fun to spout nonsense? We checked during the pre-marital exam, you can barely get pregnant. Now you're lying about being pregnant? Looks like you need to be taught a lesson!"

"You're going to stay here until you've reflected on your actions!"

Then he closed the door, leaving me in despair.

As I struggled to open the door, I heard the lock click from the outside.

Tears blurred my face as I weakly knocked on the door, crying, "Let me out! Briar, if you don't let me out now, you'll regret it!"

As my voice rang out, a faint cheer could be heard from outside the door.

They had started a new round of their game.

"Briar, you lost again. Do you choose truth or dare?"

Briar glanced at Selene beside him and decisively chose dare.

"Alright, this time your task is to use your mouth to undress the person of the opposite sex to your left..."

"Selene, be careful sis, if you take that off, there'll only be one piece left..."

The atmosphere reached its peak as they cheered excitedly.

Completely blind to my suffering.

My knocks on the door grew weaker with each attempt.

Blood was pouring from between my legs, quickly spreading across the floor.

Thinking of the little one not yet fully formed in my belly, tears of regret slid down my cheeks.

Sweetheart, Mommy's so sorry. I can't let you see this beautiful world.

As more blood flowed, I gradually felt something silently slipping away.

No, I can't. I can't die like this.

I struggled, gritting my teeth as I crawled to the window.

Using the windowsill for support, I shouted with all my strength: "Is anyone there? Help me, save my baby..." My body was too weak, my voice as small as an ant's, impossible for others to hear.

In a daze, I caught sight of the alarm clock on the bedside table.

Trembling, I wobbled over to grab the clock, noticing people strolling below in the courtyard of the apartment complex.

I aimed carefully, making sure not to hit anyone, and tossed the clock down.

Soon, cursing voices echoed from below.

Seeing I had caught someone's attention, hope flickered in my eyes as I eagerly awaited someone to come knocking.

But the people downstairs just grumbled a bit and then went quiet.

I looked up in despair.

Was I doomed to simply wait for death?