After Losing My Memory, I Remarried My Platonic Husband

[Spoiled, difficult omega x restrained, abstinent alpha]

Wen Chao decided to divorce Lu Yuhuai.

As luck would have it, he got into a car accident on the way to the civil affairs bureau. When he woke up, he had amnesia and saw only that the spouse field on his ID card was checked.

Wen Chao: Well, would you look at that? I somehow got myself a husband?

When the other man hurried to the hospital, Wen Chao was lying in bed, munching on an apple and watching the interstellar news.

The Alliance's youngest fleet commander had a handsome face and a deep voice. His S-class alpha pheromones practically burst through the screen. Wen Chao was so distracted by his looks that he couldn't make out a word he was saying.

But the next moment, that handsome face appeared right beside him, stern and silent.

Wen Chao froze. Wait, what? The mysterious partner of the young Lu commander, who'd married early, was actually me? Have I really been living this well all along?

It wasn't until he was taken home and saw two beds in the bedroom that Wen Chao understood. So he hadn't actually gotten any all this time. Ha.

-

Lu Yuhuai had been thoroughly exasperated lately.

First, the little troublemaker at home wanted a divorce because he wasn't satisfied with their sex life. After losing his memory, he tried every trick in the book to seduce Lu Yuhuai into bed.

His suppressor bracelet blared an alarm every day.

Lu Yuhuai was going crazy trying to hold back. The little troublemaker failed again and again, then declared furiously, "How is this any different from being a widow?"

This was no way to live.

Just as another divorce seemed imminent, the Alliance finally won its war after several years of fighting. But Lu, the greatest hero of the military academy's victory banquet, didn't show up for days.

In the villa, clothes lay scattered across the floor. His suppressor bracelet, which he wore all the time, had been tossed aside. His S-class alpha pheromones swept over the omega in bed, accompanied by a low murmur.

"I haven't properly dealt with you since we got married."

"Sweetheart, did you really think your husband was dead?"

"You act so shamelessly. Sometimes I really want to... fuck you to death."

During the long, reckless marking, Wen Chao remembered everything.

Good news: o.O His husband isn't asexual!

Bad news: T^T My butt hurts so much!!

⭕️Coming next: "My Sweet, Well-Behaved Wife Is Done Pretending"

[Not-so-well-behaved sweetheart bottom x scheming daddy top with a sex addiction]

Fu Xingyu needed an obedient, well-behaved marriage partner, and after careful consideration, he chose the young master of the Wen family.

Wen Yu had been raised in a hothouse, cherished by his parents and older brothers. He was gentle by nature, a perfect fit for the role of wife Fu Xingyu wanted.

On their wedding night, Fu Xingyu watched Wen Yu crouch beneath him, his sobs soft and broken, and felt more satisfied than ever before.

He guided him tenderly. "Baby, remember what word you're supposed to say when you can't take it anymore?"

Wen Yu, on the verge of breaking, kept biting the pillow and said nothing.

Fu Xingyu felt such tenderness for his wife that the next day, he transferred to the Wen family a major group project he'd spent years and years developing.

Wen Yu became even more obedient.

The only thing missing was a little spark, but Fu Xingyu was satisfied enough.

He loved his wife very much.

-

Then, on their first wedding anniversary, Fu Xingyu ended a business trip early and hurried home with a gift.

He heard Wen Yu speaking softly on the phone. "Brother, when are you coming to take me home?"

Leaning against the door, Fu Xingyu laughed. So his adorable wife was homesick. He was young, after all, and naturally attached to his family.

But Wen Yu rarely threw a tantrum.

"I've had enough. It's not fun."

"I sleep badly here every day."

"I don't care! I'm divorcing him and going home!"

Fu Xingyu's smile vanished. He strode into the bedroom, snatched away the phone, and asked coldly, "Baby, you want a divorce?"

Wen Yu shrank toward the corner of the bed in fright, but stood firm. "Yes! I want a divorce!"

"Baby, you have to be punished for saying the wrong thing."

"Divorce, divorce, divorce! I want a divorce and to go home!"

-

On their first wedding anniversary, Wen Yu could no longer keep up the act.

He had gone to great lengths to marry Fu Xingyu, but now he was done playing the role and wanted to walk away without a second thought.

Fu Xingyu would never agree.

He told himself his wife was still young and too innocent to know what was best for him. As for this sudden change in temperament, it had to be because someone else had led him astray.

He needed to be locked up at home and properly trained.

During the divorce cooling-off period, Wen Yu saw Fu Xingyu again and threw up. It wasn't lingering trauma from being locked in a room. It was the baby in his belly.

Fu Xingyu, unaware of the truth, immediately darkened his expression.

Wen Yu: Everything's out in the open!! Who gets the baby?

Theme: World peace