I Pretended Amnesia While He Planned Our Divorce

Synopsis

Three days before my wedding, my fiancé's "first love" decided to challenge me, claiming Ricardo didn't truly love me. She even went so far as to push me down the stairs. In the hospital, with Ricardo looking at me with what seemed like concern, I suddenly felt the urge to test him. "Are you my boyfriend? I don't remember anything." When he heard I’d lost my memory, his eyes flickered with relief and gratitude, but not the slightest worry for me. "We’re your good friends. You hit your head while helping Maisy and me set up for Thanksgiving." I watched as Ricardo subtly slipped off the ring I had lovingly crafted for him and placed it onto my rival's finger. "Actually, he’s your fiancé," Ricardo said, pointing to Marshall, who had been observing the whole scene with interest. Unfortunately, he pointed to the wrong person. Marshall absolutely despised me. Marshall looked down at me, raised an eyebrow, and took my hand. "He's right." ... Before I could wrap my head around the situation, Marshall pulled Ricardo into the hallway. "What are you thinking? Aren't you worried this will backfire? Eva doesn’t put up with nonsense." Ricardo leaned against the wall, his impatience clear. "I’m just enjoying my time with Maisy. Marriage is for life. Let me have some fun while I still can." "And besides, if Eva wasn’t so demanding, who would want to settle down so soon?" Hearing Ricardo's words, I was stunned, unable to process for a moment. Back in college, when Ricardo got his first investor, he was over the moon, saying he couldn’t wait to marry me once his company was listed on Amazon. And now—I was the one forcing him? "Anyway,