Prince Recovers His Memory and Abandons Me

I found a handsome guy who lost his memory.

We didn't get a marriage license, but we spent three years together happily like a real couple.

But after he regained his memory, he became a high and mighty rich man in New York.

No matter how many times I went to him, he only replied coldly, "I'm busy. I don't have time."

Later, I got sick and died.

He searched all over the world for any trace I left behind like crazy.

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Lately, my stomach hurt so badly.

I went to the hospital for a check-up, and unexpectedly, I only had three months left to live.

I held the diagnosis result and sat alone by the flower bed at the hospital entrance for an afternoon.

When I returned home, I realized that Nathan was not at home and the whole room was pitch black.

I put a hand on my aching heart and called Nathan.

He said he wouldn't come back tonight and hung up without giving me a chance to say more.

I was so absent-minded that I didn't even notice the indifference in his tone.

I was very flustered and thought about what to do.

My brain was turning to mush as I tried to calculate my property and savings over the years.

I had parents, but Nathan was my only family.

All my property would be left to him.

Nathan hadn't recovered his memory yet, and he needed a place to live before finding his family.

I found a lawyer online and planned to meet him tomorrow to discuss this in detail.

My fear and anxiety subsided a lot at the thought of Nathan.

When I woke up the next day and checked my phone, I was surprised to find that there was no message or call from Nathan.

He used to be very clingy to me.

I frowned and called him.

I asked him where he was and said I would go find him.

His slightly hoarse voice came from the end of the phone.

"Come to Anvil Bar at 7 o'clock tonight," he said.

I furrowed my brows in confusion. That was a place for rich people. Why would Nathan go there?

There was only one possible explanation.

"Nathan, do you work there? But working night shifts is not good for your health."

Without waiting for me to finish, he interrupted me and hung up.

I looked at the disconnected phone with worry.