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After Albert Grant lost his memory, he thought I was a scammer and shoved a black card at me, telling me to get lost. I clutched the card, glanced at the positive pregnancy test, and practically skipped out of there. Money, a baby on the way, and freedom from that sour-faced man? Life was looking pretty sweet. But my peace didn't last long. Of all people, I ran into Albert at the hospital during my prenatal checkup. Once, twice, three times... The more we crossed paths, the weirder he looked at me, like I was some kind of puzzle he couldn't solve. I was afraid his memory might come back, so I started planning to move to the next city and lay low. Just then, I looked up and saw him take a deep breath, striding straight toward me. It was the first time he'd talked to me since he lost his memory. He asked, "Why does your husband keep making you come to these appointments alone? "Having a baby is no joke. You shouldn't be doing this by yourself. "Honestly, I kinda like you. "If you're open to it, I could help. With the baby, I mean."