My Husband Actually Forced Himself on Me

* Jealous, self-deluding powerful official x well-read woman who only pretends to be indifferent

* Once the amnesiac heroine remembers, her fake husband reveals his true nature: needy and desperate for affection

Lately, Shen Huaiyu had been waking from nightmares. In them, she saw the face of a strange man. They held hands intimately, embraced, and even shared a bed. The man smiled as he drew her into his arms, gently calling her "darling."

But that man wasn't her husband.

Then one day, she saw the man from her dreams. He served at court as the Censor-in-Chief and denounced Xie Yun'yao every day for monopolizing power and manipulating the young ruler.

They were sworn enemies, as everyone in the realm knew.

Watching the person beside her in bed remain gentle as ever, as if nothing were amiss, her gaze grew colder. The memories that belonged only to Shen Huaiyu began to fracture.

*

Shen Huaiyu was born to a concubine. Her birth mother died young. Though her status was low, the principal wife treated her well. She grew up wanting for nothing, and the marriage arranged for her was to the powerful Regent, Xie Yun'yao.

Only three years had passed since the founding of the new dynasty. Marrying the Regent meant entering a great household. If he could keep her safe, that would be best.

In the three years since their wedding, she had lived a comfortable, leisurely life at the Xie residence. She tended flowers, played with birds, practiced music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and sometimes slipped out to work at a small clinic for extra money. Her life was easy and prosperous.

The prince visited her courtyard every other day, quietly watching her burn incense, paint, and sip tea.

At times, she was a little afraid of him. His gaze was heavy, his eyes as cold and clear as frost and snow. Fortunately, his temperament was fairly gentle.

Even when unfastening her sash, he remained reserved and restrained, as if it were merely a formality.

Everyone said Xie Yun'yao was a refined and cultured gentleman, and it was true.

He was cold and passionless, and rather old-fashioned. Thanks to him, her days were peaceful, carefree, and comfortable.

That was until the absurd dream appeared.

Shen Huaiyu kept the matter from her husband. She suppressed her suspicions for the time being and continued living with him in harmony.

Until one day, she saw Xie Yun'yao hold a knife to the Censor-in-Chief's throat. The veins on the back of his hand stood out, and his expression was vicious in a way she had never seen before.

Afterward, she scolded and coaxed her husband as she applied medicine to his wounds, but in secret she began investigating her own background.

*

One night, Shen Huaiyu awoke from a dream feeling unwell. The man looked at her with eyes full of desire, yet carried a chilling aura of murderous intent.

He nearly crushed her lips with his, his rough palm gripping her slender waist. He bent over her chest, breathing heavily, his voice low and hoarse.

"Ayu, who were you calling out to just now? I'm your husband. Your husband can only be me..."

*

To the court officials, Xie Yun'yao was a loyal minister who upheld justice and protected the young ruler. To the common people, he was a gentleman as bright and pure as the moon.

But no one else knew that when the former dynasty's minister, now the Censor-in-Chief, fell into ruin, Xie Yun'yao had forcibly taken his fiancée.

She was the radiant moonlight he had not dared covet in his youth, a noblewoman pursued by countless young men.

Amid the chaos and warfare of a turbulent age, her family fell into decline and fled. Seizing his chance, he tricked her into returning to his residence, leaving her miserable until she leapt from a tower. The bitter winter cold left her gravely ill, with half her life hanging by a thread.

After remembering everything, Shen Huaiyu took another look at the person beside her in bed and realized she seemed to be standing at a crossroads.

But when she looked back and tried to escape, she found only a cliff behind her.

There was nowhere left to retreat.

Reading notes: PS, the blurb is misleading. Not everything in it is true.

1. Marriage before love | winning back one's wife | both leads are each other's only partners, happy ending. Before the story, the heroine and the second male lead were childhood friends, proper and innocent, and had only held hands. The male lead was the one who ruined that. PS: After the heroine regains her memories, he will not hurt her again! This is important!

2. I Lost My Memory After Being Forced into Marriage. Please read with caution if you dislike melodramatic tropes. If this sounds like your cup of tea, feel free to save it for later. Thanks for your support!

3. The male lead is obsessive and difficult, with a dark side to his nature and very obvious flaws. The heroine's final choice does not reflect the author's personal preference, so please don't project yourself onto the story. Just enjoy the drama!

Last revised: 2025.12.27

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