Ex-Wife's Revenge: Falling For His Greatest Enemy
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Chapter 6 Do You Know Me img
Chapter 7 Poor Woman img
Chapter 8 Shocking Plot Twist img
Chapter 9 Couldn't Recall img
Chapter 10 Rival img
Chapter 11 The Heart Returns img
Chapter 12 Best Thing img
Chapter 13 Curious img
Chapter 14 Lovesick img
Chapter 15 Insults img
Chapter 16 Banquet img
Chapter 17 Unladylike img
Chapter 18 Cheating img
Chapter 19 Mine img
Chapter 20 Atlas' Wife img
Chapter 21 What Matters img
Chapter 22 Out Of League img
Chapter 23 Age Gap img
Chapter 24 My Woman img
Chapter 25 Cheating img
Chapter 26 He Forgets img
Chapter 27 Sweet Talk img
Chapter 28 Livestream img
Chapter 29 The Infamous Homewrecker img
Chapter 30 Sugar Grandma img
Chapter 31 The Knoxes img
Chapter 32 Bro-con img
Chapter 33 Why You Remember img
Chapter 34 A Date img
Chapter 35 A Stand-In img
Chapter 36 What Is Her Identity img
Chapter 37 The Art of Language img
Chapter 38 Old Fox img
Chapter 39 Kael's Truth img
Chapter 40 Lifelong Rivals img
Chapter 41 Secret img
Chapter 42 Badass img
Chapter 43 Nickname img
Chapter 44 Succession Rights img
Chapter 45 Going Public img
Chapter 46 Born To Be Nemesis img
Chapter 47 Brainwashing img
Chapter 48 Underage img
Chapter 49 Brave img
Chapter 50 Don't Know How To Shoot img
Chapter 51 The Westfields img
Chapter 52 Unacceptable img
Chapter 53 I Miss You img
Chapter 54 All In img
Chapter 55 Professional Killers img
Chapter 56 Mysterious Identity img
Chapter 57 Ambition img
Chapter 58 The Boss img
Chapter 59 Slipped Up img
Chapter 60 Survive img
Chapter 61 In Chaos img
Chapter 62 Busted! img
Chapter 63 Disapproval img
Chapter 64 Trump Card img
Chapter 65 Not An Outsider img
Chapter 66 A Pair img
Chapter 67 Leftovers img
Chapter 68 Perfect Match img
Chapter 69 The Price img
Chapter 70 Right Hand img
Chapter 71 Brilliant Counterattack img
Chapter 72 First and Only img
Chapter 73 Genius img
Chapter 74 Hollywood img
Chapter 75 Caged Canary img
Chapter 76 A Fallen Princess img
Chapter 77 News img
Chapter 78 Regret img
Chapter 79 Forbidden Love img
Chapter 80 Marriage Certificate img
Chapter 81 Juicy Scandal img
Chapter 82 It's Over img
Chapter 83 Bold Idea img
Chapter 84 Remember Everything img
Chapter 85 Do You Hate Me img
Chapter 86 Bittersweet img
Chapter 87 Not The First Amnesia img
Chapter 88 Mutually Beneficial Arrangement img
Chapter 89 The Drama img
Chapter 90 Engagement img
Chapter 91 Two Bullies img
Chapter 92 Unexpected Rivalries img
Chapter 93 BFF img
Chapter 94 Smart People And Business img
Chapter 95 Good Daughter img
Chapter 96 First Love img
Chapter 97 Business Partner img
Chapter 98 Ungrateful img
Chapter 99 An Imitation img
Chapter 100 A Trade img
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Chapter 3 Lie a Little Longer

When Atlas arrived, he saw Naomi lying alone on the hospital bed, her eyes gazing out the window, lost in thought. Her profile was serene and gentle.

The man clenched his hands tightly. This scene felt like something from a past life.

"Naomi!"

His voice was unsteady, because even now, he couldn't figure out why Naomi, who had vowed never to have anything to do with him again, had suddenly called him.

Hearing the voice, Naomi instinctively turned her head. For some reason, the voice felt both familiar and unfamiliar to her.

When she saw who it was, her lips trembled, and tears quickly welled up in her eyes, on the verge of falling. She looked pitiful as she whimpered, "Babe, sobs, it hurts so much."

Atlas's deep eyes locked onto the woman lying not far away. He neither stepped forward nor spoke, standing there motionless.

Seeing that her husband wasn't coming over to comfort her, Naomi's tears finally spilled over. "Babe, what's wrong?"

"What did you just call me?" His voice was gritted, his gaze like a whirlpool pulling Naomi in.

"Babe, what's wrong with you? I'm injured, and you're still not coming over to comfort me?"

At that moment, Naomi looked like a wounded child, reaching out for a hug from her lover. Atlas stared at the woman who was extending her hands toward him. Regardless of his inner turmoil, he slowly walked over-but instead of embracing her, he simply sat down at the edge of the hospital bed.

"Naomi, what's wrong with you?"

Atlas wasn't a fool; he could tell something was off about her.

Naomi, however, assumed he was asking about the accident. "I don't know. I just woke up and forgot what happened before the crash."

"You forgot?"

Atlas looked into her doe-like eyes. "Do you still remember who I am?"

His heartbeat pounded wildly, as if it were about to burst from his chest. Even he wasn't sure what answer he was hoping for.

"Of course, I remember you! No matter what I forget, I'd never forget my Atty!"

The girl giggled, her voice light and sweet, her eyes full of Atlas.

For some reason, her husband suddenly looked like an idiot. What was going on? She was the one who had been in an accident, so why did it seem like he had lost his mind?

Before, her husband had always been... always been what? She suddenly realized she couldn't quite recall how he used to be when they were together. But she remembered him clearly as a child-her Atlas had always been very smart.

Atlas exuded an intimidating aura, but upon closer look, there was a faint redness at the corner of his eyes. "Naomi, say it again."

"Atty!"

Naomi responded immediately.

Seeing the unease in his expression, her heart clenched. "Atty, what's wrong? Are you scared that something will happen to me? Don't worry, I'll always be with you."

Her soft voice and absolute trust finally shattered Atlas's composure.

He pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly as if he had just recovered a lost treasure. Though the force of his embrace was slightly uncomfortable, Naomi remained obedient in his arms, her small hands gently patting his back, as if reassuring him that she was here.

After a long while, Atlas slowly stood up and carefully placed Naomi back onto the bed. "Rest for now. I'll go ask the doctor."

Naomi felt uneasy. "Atty, can you give me a kiss? You haven't kissed me since you arrived."

Atlas' body instantly stiffened.

Looking at the small hand clutching his sleeve, he slowly leaned down and finally placed a soft kiss on her forehead. Then, without any hesitation, he immediately left the room.

Naomi, who had expected a deep kiss: "..."

Is her husband... incapable?

She realized she had no memories of being intimate with him at all.

Little did she know, outside the room, Atlas stood frozen at the door, unable to say a word.

The doctor looked at the elegant yet intimidating man and didn't dare to slack off. "Miss Swift previously had a car accident that caused some blood clots in her brain. While this time she wasn't seriously injured, her head was still impacted. Based on what you've told me, she's experiencing memory confusion."

The doctor swallowed nervously under Atlas's blank gaze. "Memory confusion won't affect her physical health. The best approach is to let things happen naturally. She likely suffered emotional trauma before the accident, leading to selective amnesia-she only remembers what and who she likes."

Atlas murmured, "Who she likes...?"

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When Atlas returned, Naomi had already fallen asleep in the hospital bed.

He slowly sat by the bedside, gazing at the woman he had longed for day and night. The nickname 'Atty'-how long had it been since he last heard it?

A nurse quietly entered the room, pausing at the sight before her. A soft smile crossed her lips-Mr. Knox truly loved Miss Swift.

"Sir, this is Miss Swift's bag."

Atlas took it, gesturing for the nurse to lower her voice. She nodded and quietly exited the room.

He intended to place the bag on the table, but as he moved, it slipped from his grasp. The contents nearly scattered onto the floor, but he caught them just in time.

His first instinct was to check if the sleeping woman had stirred. Seeing that she remained undisturbed, he let out a breath of relief.

Then, his gaze landed on the item in his hand. A flicker of emotion flashed through his dark eyes, shifting between light and shadow. After a pause, he slipped it into his pocket.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Naomi woke up-driven by hunger.

"You're awake. I had someone bring you a bowl of vegetable broth and soft mashed potatoes with a slice of warm rye bread."

She spotted the insulated food container on the bedside table and beamed. "Thank you, baby!"

The man's posture stiffened for a brief moment before he casually remarked, "Didn't you call me 'Atty'?"

Naomi opened her mouth to respond, but Atlas calmly added, "I just think it sounds more intimate."

...

Isn't 'baby' even more intimate?

Naomi couldn't quite follow his logic, but she played along. "Alright, Atty."

Sure enough, she saw his expression relax, a hint of happiness surfacing.

"Can we go home this afternoon? I don't want to stay in the hospital any longer." Naomi disliked the sterile scent of disinfectant.

Atlas gazed at the woman clinging to him and calling him 'baby.' His brows furrowed slightly, but deep inside, he thought-

'Naomi, if this is just a trick to fool me, then lie to me a little longer.'

Naomi blinked, and in a moment of impulse, pressed a kiss against his Adam's apple. "Atty, let's go home. I don't like hospitals."

Atlas gently wiped a breadcrumb from the corner of her lips. "Alright."

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