Chapter 3My ex-boyfriend lost his memory. He remembered everyone except me.

I knew she was deliberately provoking me. I didn't want to engage, so I reached for the front door to close it.

Chloe grabbed the doorknob, then dramatically collapsed to the floor, tears instantly streaming down her face.

"Sister, I know you don't want to see me, but I just came to borrow some seasoning to make dinner for Jax. If you don't want to lend it, that's fine, but why would you hit me?"

Watching Chloe suddenly put on such a show, my heart leaped.

Before I could react, Jax, who must have entered the house at some point, rushed up the steps and swept her into his arms.

He looked up, his eyes cold, his voice laced with suppressed anger.

"Chloe has no quarrel with you. Why are you being so unreasonable? She's my girlfriend now. Please be more respectful towards her!"

After saying that, he didn't even glance at my expression, just carried her away.

Every word struck me, making my fists clench involuntarily.

I stood there, watching their figures disappear into the twilight, then slowly raised my hand.

Bang! The front door slammed shut.

In the dead of night, my phone vibrated on the bedside table.

Waking with a start, I rubbed my eyes and instinctively answered.

The next second, the screen jumped, revealing a vast expanse of pale skin covered in hickeys.

Intimate moans filled the air, punctuated by heavy, ragged breathing.

Watching the shaky camera capture explicit, nauseating scenes, I was instantly wide awake.

Realizing what the person on the other end of the line was doing, I froze like a statue.

A few seconds later, Jax's low, lust-thickened voice came through the speaker.

"From now on, you're not allowed to provoke Skylar next door."

"You've seen right through my little games, so why are you still on my side? Is it because you just love my body so much you don't want to come clean to her? You want to keep enjoying this, huh?"

At her seductive whine, Jax grunted, then spanked her pale ass.

"Since you already know, why ask? Come on, get on top."

After some rustling, the camera focused on Jax's face.

Watching his unabashedly satisfied expression, my heart turned to ice.

I bit down hard on my lower lip, the metallic taste of blood spreading through my mouth.

The gasping grew more frantic.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and pressed the hang-up button.

My drowsy eyes were now swimming in tears.

I tilted my head back, desperate not to let them fall, as countless images flashed through my mind.

During our intimate moments, he was always so careful, so afraid I'd be uncomfortable. He probably overthought everything, and was never truly satisfied, was he?

Now he wouldn't have to hold back. He wouldn't have to scheme just to steal a moment of pleasure.

From now on, I would give him his freedom.

For the next few days, I stayed holed up in the house.

Not until my best friend’s wedding day did I manage to compose myself enough to leave.

At the hotel, before the ceremony began, I gave her the gift I’d prepared.

We chatted for a while, and Maya held my hand, her eyes sparkling.

"Skylar, I sent Jax an invitation, and he promised to come. When he gets here, go talk to him. Maybe he'll remember proposing to you and his memory will come back."

I paused for a moment, then shook my head.

Seeing the smile slowly vanish from my face, a flicker of worry crossed Maya's eyes.

"What's wrong? Are you giving up?"

I was about to answer when I saw Jax, with Chloe by his side, appear at the entrance.

Maya followed my gaze, and seeing them arm in arm, her face flushed with anger. She was about to march over in her high heels to confront them.

I quickly pulled her back, my voice heavy with exhaustion.

"Forget it. Soon, it'll all be over."

Maya didn't understand what I meant. She was about to ask when a bridesmaid came over.

"The wedding's about to start, Maya."

After much persuasion, I finally got my best friend to go up to the stage.

Listening to the wedding march begin in the ballroom, I took a deep breath and returned to the main hall.

The guests had all taken their seats; only the spot beside Jax remained empty.

After a moment of hesitation, I went and sat down.

Throughout the wedding, Chloe clung to Jax, asking him to serve her food.

He responded to her every request, pouring her wine, blowing on her soup, utterly doting.

Even when I fed him a piece of dessert I'd already bitten into, he ate it without a second thought.

Watching their intimate display, I looked away, towards the center of the stage.

I hadn't eaten and hadn't touched my forks, so Maya's mom forked some food onto my plate, urging me to eat more.

I didn't want to be rude, so I picked up a dumpling.

Jax, sitting beside me, saw it and immediately reached out and took the dumpling away.

"Are you crazy? That's seafood. You're allergic, you can't eat that."