Chapter 1The Billionaire's Secret Wife

On the eve of our wedding, Lucas Sterling fell to his death.

Everyone assumed I, deeply in love as I was, would follow him to the grave. But I didn't shed a single tear.

Three years later, I met him again.

He had not only returned from the dead but also lost his memory.

"Are you my former fiancée? Haven't seen you in years; why do you look so shabby? For old times' sake, I can spare one day a week for you to serve me."

I didn't even spare him a glance.

Lucas didn't know that on the night of his "death," I received a video recording.

He also didn't know that during the three years he spent feigning amnesia and traveling the world with Sophia, I had gotten married.

And my husband was his own brother.

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In the private room, the crowd hadn't noticed me standing at the door yet.

Someone suddenly brought up a topic.

"Lucas, it's been three years. What are you planning to do about Isla?"

Lucas replied nonchalantly, "Three years have passed; there's no rush. Let's wait until I marry Sophia."

The crowd laughed and chimed in.

"I have to say, Isla is pretty thick-skinned. Seeing Lucas again after three years, she'll probably be shocked silly!"

"I heard she's been living miserably these past three years. Without Lucas, her life is just crap."

The room was filled with merriment, the mockery in everyone's words impossible to suppress.

I was about to leave when someone spotted me and shouted, "Isla!?"

I was exposed to everyone's gaze.

The guy who was laughing the loudest just now scratched his head awkwardly, trying to smooth things over.

"Isla, Lucas is alive. We didn't tell you because he lost his memory, and we were afraid of agitating you."

I glanced at them with disgust. Before I could speak, Lucas looked me up and down.

"So you're my fiancée? Why do you look so shabby? They said your standard of living plummeted without me these past three years."

Lucas was as arrogant as ever.

But I no longer had the tolerance I once did. Facing him now, I felt only endless disgust.

Seeing my silence, Lucas didn't get angry. He lazily embraced Sophia, tracing her lips with his index finger.

Sophia smiled, holding Lucas's wandering hand, and pressed her provocative gaze on me.

"Isla, haven't seen you in three years. How did you end up like this? No wonder Lucas forgot you. Looking like this, who would remember you?"

I frowned, clenching my fists unconsciously, disgusted by their loose behavior.

Lucas, however, mistook my reaction for jealousy and looked somewhat pleased.

"Alright, don't be so jealous. If you still want to be with me, you have to get used to this relationship. Don't worry, I'll save one day a week for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around immediately surrounded me, jeering, their words full of gloating and belittlement.

"Oh Isla, look, Lucas still has feelings for you. Even with amnesia, he keeps you in his heart, saving one day a week for you!"

"As long as you serve Lucas and Sophia well, won't your life be better than before? Look at your shabby state; had enough of the hard life? You have to seize this opportunity!"

Sophia leaned back on the sofa, her beautiful legs casually resting on the coffee table, her body pressed tightly against Lucas.

She tutted.

"No choice, Isla. You'll just have to suffer a bit for now. After all, the person Lucas loves most right now is me."

Lucas chuckled at this.

He admired Sophia's new manicure and glanced at me indifferently.

"What does she have to complain about? Loving me to death as she does, she should be secretly thrilled to have one day with me."

Hearing this, something in my heart clenched painfully.

Lucas was so strange now that I dared not recognize him.

Years ago, he loved me so much.

Once, when I had a high fever of 104 degrees that wouldn't break, he not only dropped all his work to watch over me day and night but also personally went to Wuling Mountain, climbing 9,999 steps, kowtowing every step, to pray for a safety charm for me.

At that time, looking at his swollen, bleeding forehead and bloody knees, I was too heartbroken to speak, scolding him for being silly.

But he held my face lovingly with both hands.

"As long as you are safe and healthy, it's worth it even if it costs me my life."

Everything from the past was vivid in my mind, but reality had long since changed.