Cheating Girlfriend Fakes Amnesia to Forget Me Chapter 1

My girlfriend was in a coma after an accident.

I stayed by her side day and night, praying for her to wake up.

When she finally regained consciousness, she was diagnosed with "post-traumatic stress disorder."

She had amnesia and forgot who I was.

One day, I overheard her talking to a friend:

"Amnesia? I'm faking it. I'm just bored and want a new boyfriend."

With no lingering attachments, I decided to have surgery to remove a brain tumor. The procedure would likely damage my memory, making me forget her completely.

When we met again, she angrily confronted me: "Liam! Are you pretending not to see me?"

I looked at her blankly: "Miss, do I know you?"

After the breakup, I went home to pack my things.

The person who opened the door wasn't Sophia, but a young man I didn't recognize.

He seemed to know me but feigned confusion, asking, "Sir, who are you looking for? Can I help you?"

"This is my home," I said, immediately regretting my words.

At least, it used to be my home.

The apartment Sophia and I had shared for so long.

I never imagined that right after our breakup, she'd bring another man home, acting like he owned the place.

"Didn't Sophia tell you I'd be coming to collect my things today?" I asked.

The man put on an act of sudden realization. "Oh, so you must be Mr.Brown - I mean, Liam?"

He smiled, his words laden with hidden meaning: "You know, since Sophia woke up, her memory hasn't been great. It's normal for her to forget some... unimportant things."

I nodded silently and walked past him into the apartment. Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice: "Maybe it used to be your home, but it's not anymore."

I turned to see Sophia standing with her arms crossed. "Mr.Brown, even though I've forgotten many things, please have some self-awareness."

"When you're packing, don't try to take anything that doesn't belong to you."

Her attitude was completely indifferent, as if she really had lost her memory.

But I knew this was all an act.

Why bother?

If she no longer had feelings for me, she could have just asked for a breakup. I would have left on my own, without any fuss.

Why put on this amnesia charade, making everything between us seem so disgraceful?

This wasn't just humiliating me; it was trampling on all the beautiful memories we once shared...

I hid the pain in my heart and replied briefly, "I don't have a habit of stealing."

With that, I walked into the bedroom and started packing.

Sophia and her new boyfriend watched me like hawks.

They flirted and joked around, just like Sophia and I used to do.

She used to cling to me, acting cute, as if she couldn't bear to be apart from me for a second.

Now she was doing the same with someone else.

I didn't have many things - just a few clothes and some daily necessities.

Amidst the heavy, sour emotions, I finished packing quickly.

I stood up and asked Sophia, "Miss.Garcia, do you need to check my things?"

She didn't say anything, just waved her hand dismissively, as if shooing me away.

I picked up my suitcase and walked straight out the door.

The cold door closed behind me. I took a deep breath, my eyes burning.

If I didn't have those memories, would it be easier for me?

I took out my phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally dialed the doctor's number.

"I've made up my mind. I'll come to the hospital soon to discuss the surgery plan..."