Chapter 1

Tags: Fake Amnesia, Cold Revenge, Truth Revealed, Villain Exposed

My wife was eight months pregnant and critically injured in a car crash. My father-in-law begged me to save her.

I stared at him with cold detachment. "Who is she? I don't know her."

He yelled in fury, "Logan, have you lost your damn mind?! Angela is your wife! Your marriage certificate is sitting right at home, and you claim you don't know her?!"

Her mother sobbed, "Logan, Angela sacrificed everything for this family! How can you fake amnesia right now? Where is your conscience?!"

I said, "Who is Angela? The only woman I love is Chloe."

My wife looked at me, weeping. "Do our child and I really mean less to you than your college ex?"

Without a single beat of hesitation, I replied, "Yes."

Angela lay crumpled on the pavement, severely injured. Crimson blood pooled at her forehead and dripped down her pale cheek.

"Logan... please, save our baby..." Her trembling hands desperately cradled her swollen belly.

I stood up and glanced at the gathering crowd, my eyes vacant and chilly.

"Excuse me, but who are you? I don't know you."

Gasps of horror erupted from the bystanders.

Angela's father, Robert, grabbed my arm, his face flushed crimson with rage. "Logan, have you lost your damn mind?! Angela is your wife!"

"Your marriage certificate is still sitting at home, and you dare say you don't know her?!"

I shook off his grip and stepped back.

"You've got the wrong guy. I don't know any Angela. I don't have a wife, and I don't have a child."

"Where is Chloe? Chloe is the only one I love! Who the hell are you people?!"

Her mother, Martha, collapsed to her knees beside her daughter, her trembling fingers trying to wipe the blood from Angela's face.

"Logan, do you have any idea how much Angela gave up for this family?"

"To pretend you have amnesia right now... how can you be so heartless?!"

Whispers rippled through the onlookers as they raised their phones, aiming their cameras right at me and Angela on the ground.

"What a scumbag! Abandoning his pregnant wife just to chase after an ex?"

The wail of a siren cut through the pouring rain. Paramedics rushed toward Angela with a stretcher, but I stepped right into their path. "Wait. What do you think you're doing?"

The paramedic frowned. "The patient is in critical condition! We need to get her to the hospital immediately!"

"I called and paid for this ambulance," I snapped. "You do what I say. Take me to find Chloe."

The paramedic's face twisted in shock. "Sir, your wife's injuries are severe, and the unborn baby is in extreme danger!"

"I already told you," I said coldly. "She isn't my wife, and that isn't my baby."

Outraged shouts exploded from the crowd.

"Monster!"

"He's leaving them to die!"

"His pregnant wife gets hit by a car, and all he cares about is his first love?"

"Her water broke on the asphalt, and he's chasing another woman?!"

"Whatever," I muttered casually. "Take her if you want. I'm going to find Chloe myself."

As they lifted Angela onto the stretcher, her tears mingled with the rain. She stubbornly reached out, trying to grab my sleeve.

"Logan... five years together... did none of it leave a trace in your heart?"

I looked down at her coldly. "Sorry. Compared to a total stranger like you, I'd rather find my Chloe."

A single tear rolled down Angela's cheek, and her hand fell limp.

"You aren't going anywhere!" Robert shoved a heavy hand onto my shoulder. "You don't leave until you explain yourself!"

"Get off me! Who the hell are you?! It's none of your business where I go!"

"Let him go..." Angela whispered weakly from the stretcher. "I believe... my husband will remember me. Logan... I'll wait for you to come back..."

The moment the ambulance doors slammed shut, I turned on my heel and walked in the exact opposite direction.

The harsh curses echoing behind me fell on completely deaf ears.