My Husband is Actually Face-blind!

After a flash marriage, I discovered that my husband has face blindness. Today he mistook me for a maid, and tomorrow, for a gardener. By the third day, when he saw me at the company, his eyes were practically bulging! While he frantically chased after me, he was also pondering how to divorce his wife at home...

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"Mom, isn't it a bit too rash to get married without even meeting first?"

"What's the big deal, Gloria? Don't be so old-fashioned."

I looked puzzled. Seriously, am I the old-fashioned one??

Seeing my confusion, my mom finally explained, "Alright, your dad decided this. You know how he is..."

I immediately made a timeout gesture. "Stop, I'll marry, okay?"

My dad is incredibly naggy. Once, I didn't want to go on a trip with them, and he nagged me for three days and nights. It felt like my head was filled with Buddhist chants.

"Gloria, where are you going?"

"To sleep."

"Sleep? At this time of day?"

"So, what should I be doing?"

"Getting your marriage certificate!"

"What?"

Then, my mom dragged me to the Civil Affairs Bureau. The most absurd part was that I hadn't even seen my husband after getting the certificate!

"Gloria, I'm sorry. My son had an urgent matter and had to leave first..."

"Left?"

"Yes... But don't worry! He already signed the papers! You'll still get the certificate."

"That's not really the point, is it?"

My mom shoved me forward, and under the expectant eyes of a group of elderly folks, I signed my name: Gloria Brown.

The moment I signed, I swear I heard a collective sigh of relief. I looked around, everything seemed normal, and then I noticed the form on the table had been taken away by a group of elders who started examining it.

They said a bunch of nonsensical things, implying that my handwriting matched well with David White's.

How did they come to that conclusion from just my handwriting?

"Mom, can I finally see my husband now?"

"No rush, you'll move in today and meet him then!"

"Move in? Where?"

"To your husband's house, of course!"

I sighed, covering my forehead. They continued to praise how compatible I was with David.

One of the grandpas even used a magnifying glass to inspect my handwriting. Given his age, he should just stay at home...

"Gloria, you can go home now."

"Don't we need to take a photo together?"

"No worries, we can Photoshop it. You don't need to worry about it."

Great, even the marriage certificate photo can be photoshopped.

I nodded and left, feeling like I was just going through the motions.

In the afternoon, I had coffee with a friend, and by evening, I went home, only to find I couldn't even enter the house...

Two large trucks were parked at the door, and movers were still working. Looking at the items inside, everything seemed very familiar...

They were all mine!!

Just as I was about to confront my parents, I saw them smilingly approaching me.

"Oh, Gloria, you sure have a lot of stuff. These are the last two trucks. Oh, the driver from the White family is here too and he is Mr. White's driver. Hurry up, it's time to go."

My mom waved a handkerchief, looking reluctantly sad, but her smile betrayed her true feelings.

"Well, I'll go tomorrow. Just for today..."

My dad suddenly appeared, giving me a meaningful pat on the shoulder. "Daughter, if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken; if you marry a dog..."

Before he could start his nagging, I jumped into the car. They were overly dramatic, crying as they saw me off.

I closed my eyes and leaned back...

When I got off the car, it felt like I had stepped into a sci-fi movie. This mansion was like a grand castle! Even the floor tiles were luxurious.

I had heard that the White family was wealthy, but this was beyond my imagination.

I was taken to David's room by the servant, and after being pushed by the housekeeper, I went in anyway...

My belongings were already neatly arranged in the room, but David hadn't returned yet. I quickly took a shower, and when I came out, I got lost.

The master bedroom's design was too complicated. I finally found my way back to the bed and decided to rest.

I didn't know when David came back, but when I woke up, he was lying beside me.

Do you know that feeling? Like waking up and realizing someone violated your space!

With my bad morning temper, I found him extremely annoying, even if he was somewhat handsome.

After getting up, he acted like he didn't see me, doing his morning routine and then selecting cufflinks. He glanced at me through the mirror.

In a relaxed tone, he said, "We are both following orders and have no choice. So, let's just play our roles. I won't restrict you, and you don't need to interfere with my business. There's a card and my number on the table. Contact me if you need anything."

Turning around, I saw a card and a note on the bedside table.

After he left, I was in a great mood. When my mom came over in the afternoon, I even made her some afternoon tea.

"Mom, the husband you found for me is amazing!"

He gives me money, looks handsome, and isn't nosy!

He is silent and easygoing, plus I can spend freely!

Isn't this early retirement?

Seeing my attitude change overnight, my mom couldn't stop laughing. "Hahaha! It seems like you two had a good time last night!"

"Good time?" I asked casually, not quite understanding.

"Ah, you know, that! I knew it, he's definitely capable, just by looking at him."

I coughed. "Mom, I think you misunderstood..."

"Oh, I understand! Is that my son-in-law? Go greet him."

I wiped my hands on my apron and peeked out the window. Sure enough, it was David's car.

Under my mom's urging gaze, I went out to greet him. As I stood there, wondering how to start...

He coldly asked, "A new maid? Your clothes are dirty. Butler, take her to change."

The butler was shocked and immediately explained, "Mr. White, she is..."

"Tell me later. Get the documents from the study, quickly."

The butler looked at me for help, and I waved my hand. He nodded and ran off.

I changed my clothes and came downstairs just in time to see David coming in. He glanced at my mom on the sofa, who stood up with a smile. "David, you're back. Gloria didn't come with you?"

He looked around, bewildered. "She might be playing. I'll have someone fetch her."

My mom muttered softly, "Didn't she go to meet you? How could she be playing?"

"No need, I'm here."

He glanced at me, his gaze fleeting, "Hmm, go accompany your mom. I have work to do. I'll be back late."

I was stunned.

Does he really not recognize me? Is he pretending? What's wrong with this guy?