When My Girlfriend Faked Her Death, I Married Her Rich Aunt

The day before the wedding, Rachel, my soon-to-be bride died in a car accident. Everyone thought I would die, but I didn't cry or make a fuss.

Five years later, we met by chance in a hotel. She had lost her memory after coming back from the dead. Amid the cheers of a group of people, she kissed my stepbrother until the thread was drawn.

Seeing that I was alone, she smiled proudly, "I heard that you are my fiancé? You have been waiting for me for five years. You are a dog-licker. Do you even worth to have me?"

"I know you love me to death. Since you have been chaste for me for five years, I can buy you a house outside, but I will only get the marriage certificate with Patrick. From now on, I will accompany Patrick on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays and visit you on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. You can be happy secretly."

I was indeed happy, "Sorry, you recognized the wrong person."

Rachel didn't know that I received a video on the night of her car accident.

She didn't know that in the five years when she and Patrick were happy, I had married other women and even my child was four years old now. And this woman was her aunt.

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When I saw Rachel again, I didn't expect this scene. She hugged Patrick's waist and the two of them pressed tightly together, responding to the constant booing around them and kissed until they were drawn.

A few minutes later, Rachel's cheeks were flushed and she softened in his arms, complaining, "Little wolfdog is so fierce, your kiss hurt my lips."

Patrick pressed her hand on his abdominal muscles, "Who made you so delicious, any man can't help it..."

The booing in the room was even louder and Rachel's bestie laughed and called him a brother-in-law.

Rachel raised her eyebrows, but her whole body fell on him like a boneless person.

Someone joked, "Rachel, it's been five years, Mike really doesn't care anymore?"

Rachel leaned back on the sofa behind her and shrugged indifferently, "I don’t even care. Why should I? I haven't had enough fun yet, I will naturally recover my memory after Patrick and I finish the wedding."

"Everyone knows that Mike loves Rachel so much that he wants to lick her feet. Seeing that Rachel is still alive, I'm afraid he will kneel down on the nine thousand steps and ask the Buddha to bless Rachel like he did five years ago."

"Hahaha, I laugh to death just thinking about Mike's shameless way of giving himself up. He is invincible for being such a licking dog. I heard that he had a miserable life abroad in the past five years. Without Rachel, he almost couldn't survive."

The laughter in the whole room almost blew off the roof.

I wanted to leave, but someone with sharp eyes saw me.

"Mike!"

Rachel's best friend, who just laughed at me for being the loudest bootlicker, now awkwardly made up for it, "Rachel is still alive. We didn't tell you because she lost her memory and fell in love with another man. We were afraid you couldn't stand it."

"Yes, yes, we all know that Rachel loves you the most in her heart, but she has forgotten you. Even if you make a fuss now, she will only think you are crazy."

I looked at this group of women with poor acting skills and found it ridiculous.

But before I could speak, Rachel stood up first and said contemptuously, "I heard that you are my fiancé who loves me to death?"

Glancing at my simple clothes, she looked disgusted, "Without me, how can you live like this? Do you even worth to have me?"

Rachel was still the same Rachel, arrogant and invincible.

After five years of not seeing each other, when I was looking at the hidden pride between her eyebrows, I no longer had the initial throbbing. Only disgust remained.

I just got off the plane and haven't adjusted to the jet lag.

I came to this hotel because my daughter's favorite strawberry mousse was the only one here.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, she pulled Patrick's neck and gave him a short French kiss. When they pulled away, there was still a thread at the corners of their mouths.