Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire

Chapter 808: Chapter 808: It Feels Like He’s Telling Someone Else’s Story

He was the first person she met after waking up, and he said he was the most important person in the world to her at this time.

So now, she could only trust him and rely on him.

Xingtian told her many things about their relationship. He told her that she wanted to learn to swim and secretly went into the water by the sea, then was engulfed by the waves and hit her head on a rock, which caused her to get injured and lose her memory.

They were supposed to get married, but because she fell into a coma, they had to postpone the wedding until she recovered.

An Ruo asked him how long she had been unconscious. He said she was in a coma for three days, during which he was worried she would never wake up.

Xingtian also showed her her wedding dress and the new room he had arranged, so she believed they were really planning to get married.

But now she had no memory of him and felt nothing for him. Being asked to marry him immediately left her feeling quite conflicted.

Xingtian was very considerate. He said there was no rush to get married and they could wait until she was healthy. An Ruo could only nod in agreement, planning to take it one step at a time.

Xingtian told her many things about their past lives, how he

they fell in love and what happened between them,

her heart. She always felt that he was telling someone else’s

she had amnesia, after all, and Xingtian had no reason to lie to her, so what he said should all

considering her in everything he said and did. Even if she forgot everything from the past, she should try to accept this man

took care of her for the day and helped her settle down to

sleep tonight, don’t think about anything else. Memory is not the most important thing; your health is. Don’t worry, I think you’ll regain your memory eventually," he said with

should also go to bed early,

night." The man reluctantly patted her hair, then turned off the lamp and

he left, An Ruo was

European-style bed, she

memory,

life had no joys, sorrows, or excitement, making living