Forget Me Once, Farewell Forever

“What kind of bullshit are you talking about now?” I snapped, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and disbelief.

I could handle Liam not recognizing me as his wife. I could endure his coldness, his rejection.

But this? Denying Theodore, the child who was the very embodiment of our love? That was a line I could not accept.

Liam’s face twisted with rage as he reached for a paper on the bedside table and flung it at me. The page fluttered through the air before landing at my feet.

“Evelyn found this evidence on my study desk at home,” Liam spat, his voice filled with venom. “Apparently, I had investigated you both before—but I forgot about it thanks to the accident. She helped me piece it together.”

I bent down and picked up the paper. As my eyes scanned the document, I saw it was a DNA test—one that claimed Liam and Theodore shared no genetic relationship.

Before I could even begin to process the absurdity of the claim, Liam’s voice cut through my thoughts like a blade.

“Did you the one who made me get into an accident so I’d forget about this?” he accused, his tone sharp and cold.

“Liam,” I said, my voice trembling with restrained anger, “I would never cheat on you, let alone betray you for this kind of bullshit.

“Open your eyes! Theodore has your blue eyes and your ginger hair. Isn’t that enough to prove that he’s your son?”

My hands shook as I clenched the paper tightly, crumpling it in my fists.

But Liam did not waver. His expression remained hard, unyielding. “Amelia, I trust that DNA test more than your lies. So, stop disturbing me.”

He turned his head away, as if he could not even stand the sight of me.

My anger boiled over, and I stepped forward, throwing the crumpled paper back at him. It hit his chest and fell to the bed, but he did not flinch.

“Wake up, Liam!” I yelled, my voice raw with emotion. “What else do I have to do to make you realize Evelyn’s lies?”

The sound of my raised voice must have reached Evelyn because the door swung open, and she sauntered in, her face the picture of mock concern.

“Amelia,” she said sweetly, her voice laced with false sincerity, “all this time, I thought you approached us because of Theodore. But apparently, you had other ideas. I should have listened to Liam and stayed away from you.

“What do you want actually? Is that all for money? Or are you intentionally asking Liam to take responsibility for your illegitimate child?”

Her words were like gasoline on the fire, igniting my fury even further.

I turned to her, my eyes blazing. “You’re unbelievable, Evelyn. You’ve manipulated Liam, forged evidence, and now you stand here acting like you’re the victim? Do you have any shame at all?”

Evelyn took a step closer, her expression shifting to one of wounded indignation. “I don’t need to manipulate anyone, Amelia. Liam trusts me because I’ve always been honest with him. You, on the other hand, seem to thrive on deception.”

I laughed bitterly, the sound devoid of humor. “Honest? Is that what you call this? Twisting a man’s mind while he’s vulnerable, erasing his memories of the life Liam and I built together? That’s not honesty, Evelyn—it’s cruelty.”

Evelyn, as always, played her part perfectly. Instead of guilt or explanations, she let her crocodile tears flow, masking her venomous actions under the guise of innocence.

“Amelia,” she said softly, her voice trembling just enough to sound convincing, “why would I ever do such a thing? Your accusation is going too far, Amelia.”

Her words were calculated, slicing through me with precision. But what stung the most was Liam’s reaction.

His cold, indifferent gaze settled on me as he said, “Amelia, this is your workplace. How far are you planning to take this insanity? Until the entire hospital knows about it?”

Their accusations hit me like a thousand daggers, piercing every part of my being.

Before I could respond, Evelyn walked to the door, opening it wide enough for the curious passersby outside to catch a glimpse of the confrontation. She was ensuring I had no place to hide.

“Amelia,” she said with a soft tone like an angel, “just leave gracefully and stop humiliating yourself, okay?”

I stood frozen in place, the weight of their combined cruelty making it hard to move.

I turned my gaze toward Liam, hoping for some flicker of the man who had once fought for me, who had always stood by my side.

But he remained silent, his back to me, staring out the window as if I no longer existed.

Tears spilled freely down my face as I finally found my voice. “Don’t beg me for forgiveness when you get your memory back, Liam,” I said, my tone laced with raw emotion. “You’re the one throwing everything away with your stupidity, not me.”

Liam’s voice broke through our heated exchange. “That’s enough, Amelia. Get out.”

“Fine,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “You can keep living in your fantasy, Liam. But one day, the truth will come out. And when it does, I hope you realize just how much you’ve lost.”

I turned and left without looking back, my chest heaving with the effort to hold back the sobs threatening to escape.

Evelyn’s victorious smirk was the last thing I saw as she gently shut the door behind me.

I rushed to the nearest restroom, locking myself inside one of the stalls as the tears came uncontrollably.

For a moment, I considered her words, that I should give up.

But then Theodore’s face flashed in my mind, so I directly returned to the pediatric section.

That night, as I was sinking into one of the chairs in the corridor, a familiar voice broke through my thoughts. “Is the ER really that exhausting, or is it something else?”