The third year after I got diagnosed with intermittent amnesia, I happened to overhear my husband, Lucien Rook, chatting with his friends.

Lucien, Anneliese loses her memories every couple of months, and you keep making us impersonate you to live with her. Arent you afraid that one of us might take it all the way one day?

Whats there to be afraid of? Lucien laughed uninhibitedly, swishing the alcohol in his glass. Annie is cold and distant. As long as you guys dont tempt her, she wont have any such desires.

But Im warning you now. You can act all you want, but you cant ever sleep with her. Once Ive had my fun, I will be going home to her.

For three years, every time I lost my memories, Lucien was not the one who would hold my hand and embrace me, or even sleep with me in the same bed.

In three years, I had lost my memories nine times, and nine men had pretended to be my husband.

What they did not know was that my amnesia had been cured two years ago.
Chapter 1
When my ninth husband got home, I was daydreaming on the couch.
His cheerful voice disrupted my thoughts. Annie, Im home.
I angled my head to look at the man in the doorway.
Who are you? I frowned, feigning confusion. Are you my husband? I seem to recall my husbands name being Lucien Rook.
The man froze for a second before retorting, No! Thats Im your husbands friend. Anneliese, dont worry. Ill call and get your husband to come home right now!
After speaking, the man dug out his phone and hurriedly strode to the balcony.
Lucien, Anneliese has amnesia again! Whose turn is it this time? Hurry over and swap shifts with me!
I hid by the window to eavesdrop and heard Luciens friends all start to refuse the job through the speaker.
Lucien, Anneliese is too needy. Its impossible to handle her if we have to look after her twenty-four hours a day.
Thats right. Anneliese is great, but shes too controlling. No man on this earth wouldnt cheat a little.
Why dont you go home yourself, Lucien?
No. Luciens voice sounded lazy through the speaker. Im not done having fun. I dont want to go home. Which one of you is taking my place? Youre my friends. Cant you help me with this little thing? Are you even my friends?
As they all tried to get out of it, one clear voice rang out. Ill go.
I recognized who had spoken. It was Luciens best friend, Seth Kaplan.
Seth was well-known as an unattainable hottie. According to gossip, he had supposedly never dated in his thirty years of life.
At the beginning, when Lucien had been looking for someone to pretend to be my husband, Seth had been the first to go against the idea.
So why was he so interested in playing house with me at that point?
Half an hour later, the door opened with a click.
Seth walked in, the light shining behind him so that I could only see his silhouette.
Annie, Im home. Seths clear voice was almost magnetic.
I stood up and stared at the handsome man.
Are you my husband, Lucien Rook?
Yes. Seth covered his mouth and coughed. Im sorry. I had to work overtime, so thats why Im late.
After he said that, his phone started ringing.
Seth made an apologetic gesture and went out on the balcony to answer his call.
Through the line came Luciens careless voice. By the way, Seth, I forgot to remind you. At most, just hold her hand and hug her. Dont you dare sleep with her. No matter what, shes still my wife.
I got it, answered Seth lowly.
In the past three years, regardless of who was pretending to be Lucien, they were only allowed to hold my hand or hug me at most. No one ever crossed that line.
In three years, our home had no pictures of us, nor did it have anything that could identify the man who was my husband.
I was an orphan. Because of my amnesia, I did not have many friends.
Of course, they were confident that I would remain clueless.
I also continued playing the part. I pretended that I truly did not know a thing.
However, for this particular instance, I felt like doing something else.
I walked over and initiated a hug, snaking my arms around Seths waist.
Hubby, although I lost my memories, I could feel an instant connection with you when I first saw you. Youre definitely my husband, theres no mistaking it.
I tightened my hold around Seths waist. I also took the chance to grope his rock-hard abs.
Seths whole body stiffened. He shoved me away in a panic.
Whats wrong? I asked in a faux innocent tone. Hubby, do you not like me anymore because I lost my memories?
No. Seths gaze darted around. His voice was hoarse as he replied, I like you.
I reached out and undid his shirt buttons. I touched his pecs.
Hubby, its such a cold day today. Why dont we warm up in bed?
Seth gulped. Alright.
That night, Seth and I slept together.
We both seemed to be on the same page despite not communicating. We did not say much and allowed our actions to dictate the moment.

Chapter 2
The next day, Seth brought me to a bar, claiming that he wanted to reintroduce me to his friends.
When I stepped into the private room, I saw Lucien embracing a woman, kissing her with wanton abandon.
Seth coughed softly and interrupted them.
When Lucien saw us, he was momentarily stunned. Then, he slowly stood up.
Hello, Im Luciens best friend, Seth Kaplan. Lucien stuck out his hand and calmly introduced himself. This is my girlfriend, Holly Saunders.
Oh. I nodded but did not take Luciens hand to shake.
Holly, however, I definitely knew.
She was Luciens first girlfriend.
Back in the day, they broke up because their families did not approve of their relationship. Later on, they took the chance to get back together when I lost my memories.
Lucien had refused to go home for the past three years because of her.
Many of Luciens other friends were in the private room. Quite a few of them have pretended to be my husband before. At that moment, they were all acting as though nothing was wrong and were teasing me.