My Husband Chased Me Back After I Lost My Memory

Didn't he even know I was allergic to this tea?

Just as I was about to open my mouth, the butler suddenly announced,

"Sir, Miss Kamelia has arrived!"

A gentle voice echoed through the room, "Am I interrupting you two?"

At the doorway, a slender and graceful figure approached.

Both the butler and the housekeeper greeted her with great familiarity, clearly indicating her frequent visits.

One glance was all it took for me to recognize that this person was Kamelia.

Kamelia looked at me with apparent concern, "Angelita, I heard you cut your wrist... Are you feeling better now?"

"With someone trying to steal my husband, how could I be?" I retorted.

Kamelia turned to William with a somewhat troubled expression,

"William, I'm sorry. It seems Angelita doesn't want to see me. Perhaps I shouldn't have come."

William glared at me icily and snapped, "Angelita, stop being so unreasonable."

Although I didn't have any feelings for William at the moment, I couldn't help but stand up for the me before I lost my memory.

Kamelia, however, remained gentle and composed.

"William, I came specifically to invite you to my celebration party..."

"Should we also invite Angelita?"

Originally, I had no intention of going. But upon seeing the hidden disdain and provocation in Kamelia's eyes, I suddenly curled my lips into a smile and agreed, "Sure. After all, as William's wife, I should accompany him to such events."

And so, I accompanied William to Kamelia's celebration party.

The moment the three of us appeared, all eyes in the private room turned towards us.

"Why on earth did William bring her here?"

"Hey, what's so strange about that? His wife is notorious for her tantrums. Whenever a slightly outstanding woman shows up around William, she goes off like a firecracker. With Kamelia being so exceptional, of course she has to tag along and keep an eye on things."

"Absolutely. I heard that last time, just because Kamelia attended an event where William was also present, she threw a huge tantrum when she got home and trashed the whole house."

"Seriously? She should really think twice. Marrying William is a blessing she's earned after lifetimes of good deeds. Yet she keeps causing a ruckus day in and day out. Kamelia is a renowned girl from wealthy family. How could she possibly compare?"

"Exactly. I think she's being completely overconfident. She's probably going to make a fool of herself again today."

I cast a quick glance over and guessed that they were probably Kamelia's friends.

I followed William into Kamelia's celebration party.

The moment we stepped into the private room, the noisy chatter abruptly died down. Streams of gazes shot towards us like spotlights.

William and Kamelia, with great familiarity, made their way to the center of the crowd, chatting and laughing heartily.

I was left standing on the sidelines, feeling like an outsider who had blundered into the party by mistake.

"Look, she's been left there again. Doesn't she feel embarrassed?"

"Absolutely. She's like an annoying tail that follows William everywhere, without a care in the world whether she's in the way or not."

I shot a cold look at the woman who was whispering and raised my voice, "Whether I'm in the way or not, is it any of your business? Mind your own tongue."

The woman's face flushed bright red.

William, sensing the commotion on our side, furrowed his brows slightly, his eyes filled with impatience. "Don't ruin the mood."

A surge of anger welled up in my heart. I let out a cold laugh. "It seems I'm really unwanted here. I won't disturb you all any longer."

I headed out to the terrace outside, hoping to soothe my troubled mind.