After Losing Her Memory, the CEO Begged Her to Come Back

I took a fatal blow meant for his first love, collapsing in a pool of blood. When I woke, I stared at him blankly. “Sir, do we know each other?” The spoon in his hand snapped in two. Beneath the bedsheet, I quietly curled my lips into a smile. After five years of humiliation as his stand-in, I wanted him to expose every lie with his own hands, then beg on his knees for me to remember his name.