The CEO's Amnesia Wife

Thea's Point of View

The heat of the sun and the breeze from the airplane greeted me as I strained to come down. Passengers descended one by one, and it got difficult for me to even pull my suitcase after that. Everyone had no idea I had arrived, and no one knew the plane I was on had landed because I had severed my relations with my family and friends a long time ago.

"M-mom-my," my son called me as I smiled because the words were difficult for him to pronounce. He was one year and three months old, but he walked smoothly and straight.

I clutched his little hand with my left hand and the suitcase in the other. When I looked outside, I saw balloons with the faces of various cartoon characters like SpongeBob, Mickey Mouse, and other characters that he often watched on Television.

"Do you like that?" I asked as I lifted and carried him in my arms even though my hands were already numb. I should have scheduled someone to pick us up since Cray was heavy. He was not like he used to be when all I had to do was give him milk and he would stop crying.

He nodded, so we strolled up to the balloons. It had been two years since I'd been away from New York after what happened between me and Craig. It had also been two years since I learnt I have a child in my womb.

We approached the balloon vendor, and I purchased the balloons he requested. After he received it, he chuckled so loudly, and I couldn’t help but gape at his face. He got everything from Craig, from his blue eyes to his skin to the way he smiles. I couldn't quit thinking about my ex-husband because he had left a mark on my heart for the past two years. I did nothing but wait for him to compensate during those years, even though I knew he would not look for us.

Even though he had not apologized, I had forgiven him.

We were about to hail for a taxi when a car suddenly stopped in front of us. Two guards jumped out and snatched my suitcase and planned to take Cray. Nevertheless, I hastily dodged him at the man and gave them a disturbing look.

‘I haven't scheduled someone to pick us up, so who are they?’ I thought then turned at the guards.

"Who the hell are you?" I gripped Cray hard and glanced at each of them one by one. Because of the size of their bodies and the fact that they were wearing sunglasses, they appeared to be gangsters. They didn't say anything and just opened the door and waited for us to get in.

"Take out my suitcase," I ordered firmly, but they didn't budge, and the car door remained open. After a while, I realized I had no choice except to find out who ordered it.

When I got into the vehicle, a familiar fragrance enveloped my nostrils. I gripped Cray firmly since I recognized the man who had ordered to pick us. ‘How did he know I was back home? I didn't notify anyone and even my best friend had no idea I was coming home.’

Even though I had always wanted to see him, I couldn't bring myself to approve of the racing horses and the butterflies that were playing on my stomach. I was not sure if I was prepared. I looked at Cray, who was looking at me intently, he even got the way his father looked at me… in the past.

When the car stopped, I saw a building that differed from his design development. It has expanded in size, and the logo has altered.

My embrace with Cray tightened as the guard pressed the button floor.

When the elevator buzzer sounded, it was as though my heart stopped beating. The guards left us and went down. The office was massive. That was better than my previous visit here.

As we walked to the desk, my heart stopped beating, and I took a deep breath because of the man sitting in the swivel chair while his back turned to us. As I was stunned, his deep voice echoed in my ears, “It has been years, mi amor. I have been waiting for your return, so so long.”

‘Am I ready to face him again? Or will the past haunt me?’