I stared at Samuel, completely confused.
“Who are you?” He froze, his face going pale in an instant.
The room fell into an eerie silence.
A doctor standing nearby spoke up, “The patient had undergone cancer treatment before, which can sometimes cause side effects. Combine that with oxygen deprivation from drowning and temporary memory loss is possible.”
“Cancer?!” Samuel suddenly grabbed the doctor’s collar. “What cancer?!”
He turned back to me, voice trembling. “Ally, I’m your husband, Samuel Stone.”
I tilted my head, studying him carefully, then suddenly let out a soft laugh. “If you’re my husband, then why…”
My gaze shifted toward Nell, who was holding the kids near the door. “…do you have children with her?”
His face turned from pale to flushed and back again.
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he struggled to speak. “Because… because a year and a half ago, that night, I was drugged… she stumbled in by mistake… and that’s why…”
“I made a mistake.”
“Drugged?” I widened my eyes dramatically. “Mr. Stone, are you acting in a soap opera?”
“Even if the first time was an accident,” I counted off on my fingers, “what about the second? You say you were drugged a year and a half ago–but those two kids look less than one year old.”
Victor jumped in with a smirk, “Looks like Mr. Stone’s drugs last a long time.”
Samuel’s face darkened, looking worse by the second. Nell shivered by the door. “I–I was just cleaning.”
“At midnight? Cleaning the guest rooms? How did someone like you become a CEO?” I scoffed. “You two are really something–one’s bold enough to say it and the other’s dumb enough to believe it.”
I summed it up coldly. “So, you’re not my husband. My husband wouldn’t sleep with another woman twice.”
“He’s my husband,” I said, pointing at Victor.
Victor finally broke into a laugh. Meanwhile, Samuel looked crushed. He took several steps back, his face full of anger and humiliation.
Suddenly, Samuel’s voice rose, sharp and accusing as he pointed at Victor. “You bastard! I know it now! This whole thing was your doing! You drugged me, didn’t you? You’ve liked Ally all along. You wanted to ruin us! You planned all of this, didn’t you?”
Victor’s expression hardened. “Are you crazy? I wouldn’t stoop to something that dirty.”
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“He’s my husband,” I said, pointing at Victor.
Victor finally broke into a laugh. Meanwhile, Samuel looked crushed. He took several steps back, his face full of anger and humiliation.
Suddenly, Samuel’s voice rose, sharp and accusing as he pointed at Victor. “You bastard! + know it now! This whole thing was your doing! You drugged me, didn’t you? You’ve liked Ally all along. You wanted to ruin us! You planned all of this, didn’t you?”
Victor’s expression hardened. “Are you crazy? I wouldn’t stoop to something that dirty.”
I rubbed my temples, exhausted. “I’m tired. I just want to sleep.”
Security guards dragged Samuel and Nell out of the hospital room.
***
After I was discharged, I started planning my wedding with Victor.
When I finally said, “I do,” this fierce businessman–who ruled the boardroom with an iron fist–looked like a nervous kid for the first time ever.
He gripped my hand tightly, his voice shaking. “I… I promise to give you the biggest wedding the world has ever seen. Everyone will know you’re my wife.”
Samuel tried to come back into my life several times, but Victor was like a fortress every single time.
“So?” I teased Victor once. “Afraid I’ll run off with him?”
“He said,” Victor’s voice was rough with emotion, “he’d give up everything–just to have you back. He even said he’d send those two kids away.”
I flipped through a bridal catalog lazily. “Trash like that? I don’t do second chances.” Samuel kept getting shut out.
***
One day, he came home completely defeated and overheard Nell’s voice in the bedroom. “Move faster! Mr. Stone will be back soon!” Nell whispered urgently.
Then another voice, it was that of Nell’s cousin’s.
“What’s there to worry about? Heard that guy’s been running to that woman every day lately. He doesn’t care about you anymore.”
“I haven’t had a decent meal in ages. Make sure you take good care of me,” the cousin snarled.
Nell’s voice dripped with bitterness. “That bitch… Last time she sent someone after her, the Reeses saved her. How does she get so lucky?”
