Chapter 1The Knight and The Prince

After three years of chasing Lucas, he finally agreed to date me.

But everyone knew he still wasn't over his last relationship.

The first time we had a fight, I left in a fit of rage late at night.

I got into a car accident and lost my memory.

In the hospital room, Lucas gave me a phone number.

"This is your boyfriend, Archer's number."

I believed him.

He sighed in relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

But later, he crashed my wedding to Archer.

He stubbornly gripped the hem of my wedding dress, refusing to let go: "Don't marry him, I'm begging you."

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On my fifth day in the hospital.

Lucas came again.

Unlike previous days, today he handed me a slip of paper with a phone number.

"This is your boyfriend, Archer's number."

Lucas kept a straight face. "Before the accident, you two had a fight, and you deleted all his contact info."

"Did we break up?"

If we didn't break up, why hadn't he come to see me after all these days in the hospital?

Lucas said, "That's between you two. I'm an outsider, I don't know the details."

Just as I was about to speak, the door pushed open.

A tall, lean figure walked in.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs. The tailored shirt and trousers outlined a physique with perfect proportions.

He was literally walking pheromones.

I stared blankly as he leaned in close to my face.

"Heard you broke your brain?"

Wait...

"Who are you?"

"Archer."

My feelings were complicated.

I asked Lucas, "Is he really my boyfriend?"

Archer paused, looking at Lucas.

Lucas stared back at him intently, but spoke to me:

"Yes, he is your boyfriend."

Archer narrowed his桃花 eyes (peach blossom eyes - charming eyes).

A moment later, he let out a scoff.

"I am, indeed, your boyfriend."

I don't know if it was my imagination, but after Archer said that, Lucas seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"When are you being discharged?" Archer asked again.

"Tomorrow."

Archer's eyes filled with amusement. "Then I'll come pick you up tomorrow, girlfriend."

The last word curled up at the end, carrying an endless, lingering charm.

I suddenly blushed, my heart racing.

"Hazel..."

Turning my head, I met Lucas's displeased gaze.

I restrained my smile. "What's wrong?"

He pressed his lips together. "I'm getting engaged in a few days, I can't pick you up tomorrow..."

I nodded understandingly.

"My boyfriend is here, you go busy yourself with your stuff."