A single car accident wiped me clean out of Ethan’s memory.
He couldn’t wrap his head around it—how could the CEO of Sinclair Group be married to a community college graduate who worked the front desk at his own company?
The day he was discharged, he slid a separation agreement across the table to me without ceremony.
“”Anna. Let’s part on good terms.””
I nodded, eyes rimmed red, while inside my head, fireworks were going off.
Three years. This was the day I’d been waiting for.
I’m the kind of woman whose brain runs on aesthetics and off-color jokes, and somehow I’d ended up married to a straight-laced, monkish old-school boyfriend who might as well have taken a vow of celibacy. It had almost driven me insane.
The very next second, my best friend Chloe sent me a string of photos—all abs, no faces.
“”You in?””
The Wife He Forgot Was The One He Loved Most Chapter 12 We walked out of the City Clerk’s Office into the thin, clear light of a winter afternoon. Ethan held my hand as we headed to the parking lot, his pace half of what it usually was, matching mine. “You’re walking wrong,” he said.
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The Wife He Forgot Was The One He Loved Most Chapter 11 The last day of the separation period, Ethan arrived at Ashwood first thing in the morning. I was standing in front of the bedroom mirror, torn, holding two coats up in turn. One cream, one pale grey. He leaned in the doorway watching
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The Wife He Forgot Was The One He Loved Most Chapter 10 The drive back to Ashwood was quiet. Ethan drove. I sat in the passenger seat. The heat was cranked high, and I got drowsy against the headrest. “Sleep a while,” he said. “I’ll wake you when we’re there.” I closed my eyes and
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The Wife He Forgot Was The One He Loved Most Chapter 09 Vivienne asked to meet me. She named the coffee shop where I’d signed the separation agreement. The message came from an unknown number: Show up, or I go to the press about how Stella orchestrated the accident. What do you think—Ethan Sinclair’s own
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The Wife He Forgot Was The One He Loved Most Chapter 08 Three days later, every trending topic on X about “receptionist traps CEO with baby” vanished overnight. I woke up in the morning and opened the app to a clean feed. In their place, a pinned statement from Sinclair Group’s official account: The marital
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The Wife He Forgot Was The One He Loved Most Chapter 07 Ryan’s studio was in a converted red-brick building in Brooklyn. Sunlight was pouring across the wood floor as I pushed open the door. Ryan was crouched on the ground, fiddling with the aperture on an old film camera. “Anna!” He stood up. There
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The Wife He Forgot Was The One He Loved Most Chapter 06 The day I was discharged, Ethan came to pick me up. I stood on the steps with a canvas bag on my shoulder—two boxes of medicine and a change of clothes inside. He saw me come out and reached for the bag. I
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The Wife He Forgot Was The One He Loved Most Chapter 05 I woke up in a hospital bed. The air smelled of disinfectant. Mixed with a faint, cloyingly sweet hint of honeysuckle drifting through the window. Someone was holding my left hand. Ethan. The circles under his eyes were dark. His hair was mussed,
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The Wife He Forgot Was The One He Loved Most Chapter 04 Chloe’s wedding was in a glass conservatory just outside the city—warm, romantic, everything green. I’d barely arrived when she slipped out from behind the sign-in table and gave my lower back a quick pinch. “What have you been eating? Your waist is thicker.”
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The Wife He Forgot Was The One He Loved Most Chapter 03 I picked a nice day to go back to Sinclair Group and hand in my resignation. At the base of the building I looked up. When I’d first started, the glass curtain wall had looked terrifyingly imposing. Now, it was just a building.
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