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After a car accident, Edward Grant lost his memory. He couldn't remember me—even though I was pregnant. The only thing he still knew was his first love, Isabelle White. He held Isabelle in his arms, called her his wife, then shoved divorce papers in my face and told me to leave. I signed them, walked out, and faked an accident to make it look like both I and the baby had died. I vanished for good. Three years later, when Edward's memory finally returned, he was desperate to find me. He searched everywhere, frantic at the thought of losing me again. He had no idea that the little boy waiting outside his company every day—hugging an Ultraman toy and calling him "Daddy" with that sweet, innocent voice—was our son. When Edward finally found me, his eyes burned with tears and urgency. He growled, "Where's our child?" I looked him straight in the eye and said, "He's gone. You killed him the day you threw those divorce papers in my face."