Chapter 3My Husband's Other Self

"You have amnesia. You're twenty-eight."

"Back then, your dad didn't approve of your girlfriend and broke you up. You stayed faithful to her, but later, family pressure forced you into a fake marriage with me. We have no feelings for each other."

I pulled out our marriage certificate. Neither of us was smiling in the photo.

Teenage Caleb was stunned.

"Without a girlfriend... does that mean I'm a billionaire CEO now?"

I answered honestly, "You gave up your inheritance. Your dad's illegitimate son is running the company."

His eyes widened. "Am I crazy?"

I thought so too. Years ago, he was in the inner circle but suddenly gave it all up to start from scratch.

But he was capable. In just one year, he made a name for himself.

Caleb stared at the ceiling until dawn, finally accepting reality.

He said, "I'm going to find my girlfriend. We're going to get back together."

That was perfect.

I dug under the mattress and pulled out the divorce papers I'd been hiding. "Sign this."

Caleb stared at the papers, then looked straight at me.

My heart pounded.

Suddenly, he shook his head violently. "No way! You're the only person I know right now. If we have no feelings and I sign this, you'll just dump me on the street. Who will I cry to then?"

Although that was my plan.

"How about this," I negotiated. "I'll take you to your ex-girlfriend. Once I return you to her, we can part ways amicably."

Caleb rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, and nodded.