"Rachel, if we do this, my brother will be heartbroken. I'd better leave."
He said this, but his feet didn't move at all. The bottom of her eyes looking at me were full of pride that she didn't bother to hide.
I pursed my lips, feeling physically uncomfortable.
Rachel misunderstood my expression, her eyebrows and eyes were happy, "What are you afraid of? You will be my husband in the future. If he still wants to be with me, he has to get used to it."
She raised her eyebrows at me, "Since you have been chaste for me for the past five years, I can buy you a house outside, but I will only get married with Patrick. From now on, I will accompany Patrick on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays and visit you on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. On Sundays, you come to serve us."
A group of people immediately joined in.
"Mike, look, Rachel has not forgotten to love you even though she lost her memory. She even reserved three days a week for you."
"That's right. You have lost yourself in these five years without Rachel. You must have worked as a waiter and toilet cleaner abroad. Hurry up and agree to it. If Rachel changes her mind later, you won't be able to see her even if you kneel down and beg her."
Patrick held Rachel's slender waist, as if to declare sovereignty and looked at me provocatively, "Brother, I don't want to do this either. You can see that Rachel only loves me now, so I can only make you a lover who is not allowed to see the light of day."
"What's a lover? He lives like a dog without me. He would be happy if he was asked to die," Rachel replied with laugh.
My heart felt like it was stabbed by something.
In the car accident five years ago, she used her body as a human shield to protect me.
Before closing her eyes, she held my shaking hand and weakly comforted me over and over again, "Don't be afraid, husband. I can even give up my life for you. No one can hurt you."
A person who loves me so much could really become unrecognizable because of amnesia.
My throat felt like it was filled with rust and it was astringent and painful. I took a deep breath and smiled slightly, "Sorry, you got the wrong person. Besides, I'm married."
After a few seconds of silence, the scene suddenly broke out into violent laughter.
Rachel raised her eyebrows disapprovingly, "Married? Married to a garbage collector or a street sweeper?"
"Mike, you don't think I'll be jealous for finding such a lame excuse, do you? Is your brain okay?"
She keenly noticed the familiar watch on my hand and rudely pulled my wrist, pulling it off without waiting for my reaction.
I frowned in pain and was about to speak when Patrick laughed, "Rachel, isn't this the 'Only Love in This Life' watch that your aunt bought for 2 billion in Country A, five years ago? My brother wouldn't want to say that he married your aunt and became your uncle."
As soon as this was said, everyone laughed even louder.
It was well known that the current person in charge of the Jones Family was Rachel's aunt, Julia Jones. Although she was only five years older than Rachel, she was a person of high status who commanded respect when her name was mentioned. Not only was she cold and beautiful, but she was also devoted and infatuated.
After five years of marriage, no one had even seen her husband and daughter, who were kept hidden by her.
"Brother, you don't even think twice before pretending to be cool? We all believed you were dating a rich woman, but you actually said you were Rachel's uncle. You don't care about your dignity?"
Someone teased with a watch, "You know what, this watch is a replica, it must have cost a lot of money, Mike really worked hard to deceive Rachel."
Facing everyone's doubts and ridicule, I had no choice but to explain, "I didn't fake it, this watch is real..."
Before I finished speaking, I was slapped hard by someone unexpected and the burning pain instantly exploded on my cheek.
