Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 86

Six months ago…

I slowly opened my eyes, and I was immediately welcomed by an unfamiliar ceiling. I winced in when I felt a throbbing pain in my head. I touched my head and noticed a bandage around my forehead.

I looked around the room that I was in. But nothing about it makes sense.

As I looked around the room, I couldn’t help but admire its fancy décor. The furniture was all elegant, and there were pretty lights shining from the chandeliers. It was all very posh, but it’s something that doesn’t resonate with me. I don’t feel any familiarity around this place.

But even with all the fancy stuff, I felt out of place. The room seemed too big, and the walls felt like they were closing in on me. It was like I’d walked into a whole different world.

I took a careful step forward, the sound of my footsteps echoing on the shiny floor. The room was so quiet, except for the sound of my own movements.

As I looked around more, I felt even more confused. The room seemed to keep changing, like it was playing tricks on me.

With each passing moment, I felt more uneasy. It was like I was lost in a maze with no way out. I opened the door, yet still, the place doesn’t make any sense to me at all. I tried to remember where I was, but the more I tried, the greater the confusion that engulfed my whole body.

As the searing pain shot through my head, I couldn’t help but let out a loud curse. “Damn it!”

“Hey, take it easy. Don’t move around too much,” a voice said from nearby.

I looked up to see a man I didn’t recognize. He seemed to be trying to help me, guiding me back toward the room I had come from.

Who was he? And why couldn’t I remember him? I racked my brain, trying to recall his name, but it was like trying to grasp at smoke. And then it hit me like a cold shower–I couldn’t remember who I was, either.

Panic welled up inside me as I struggled to make sense of what was happening. How could I not remember anything about myself? And why was I in this strange place with a man I didn’t know?

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“Sit down here; I’ll get your medicine,” he said, leading me to the edge of a vast bed with a reassuring smile.

“Uh, excuse me,” I stammered, feeling disoriented. He turned back to me, his expression expectant as he waited for me to speak. “Where am I? And I didn’t mean to be rude, but who are you?”

His features softened, and he approached me with a gentle smile, his eyes filled with warmth.

“We got into an accident while sailing. You were out for a few days,” he explained, his tone gentle but matter–of-

fact.

I tried to process his words, but my mind felt foggy, memories slipping through my grasp like sand through fingers. Frowning, I attempted to recall the events leading up to the accident, but all I could summon was a

sharp, throbbing pain pulsing through my head.

water. “Here, take this. It’ll

in his eyes as he

nodded gratefully, swallowing the pill with a gulp of water. As I did, a wave of dizziness washed over me, leaving me

back the empty glass. “I’m sorry, but I still don’t remember much. Can

me where

understandingly. “Don’t worry. It’s okay. The doctor says you might have experienced memory lapses due to a concussion.

recuperating.”

I end up here? And who was this man standing before me, tending to my needs with such

name?” I asked tentatively, hoping for some shred of familiarity to cling to amidst the chaos

to echo in the empty recesses of my mind,

sorry,” I murmured, my voice tinged with frustration. “I don’t remember

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of disappointment crossing his features before he quickly masked it with a forced smile. “It’s okay,” he said softly, though the

my husband, why didn’t I feel close to him? Why didn’t being with him give me that warm feeling of

It was like I was stuck in a bad dream, with people around me who I didn’t really

was certain: I couldn’t trust my own memories. They were like pieces of a broken mirror, showing me only parts of what happened and making it harder for me to understand what was real.

man who claimed to be my husband, and forced a smile of my own. “Thank you for being here,” I said softly, though the words felt hollow and insincere. “I just hope that with time, my memories will return, and I can

his expression a mix of concern and understanding. “I understand, my dear,” he replied, his voice gentle and reassuring.

the feeling of unease

that felt off, like a puzzle piece that didn’t quite fit

for now, I pushed aside my doubts.

was Dylan. Though I still don’t recognize the sound of my own name,

tried to piece together the fragments of my shattered memory. But the more I searched, the more elusive the truth seemed to become. Memories slipped through my

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voice called out, sending shivers down my spine. It spoke a

in bed, I couldn’t stop thinking about the mysterious figure in my dreams. The voice

tried, I couldn’t remember where I heard that voice before.

beyond my fractured memory.

me? I couldn’t be sure, but I knew one thing: I needed to find out the truth. Until

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another room. Despite him introducing himself as my husband, he’s nothing but a stranger to me

a growing sense of frustration and despair. It was as if I were trapped in a maze with no way out, stumbling blindly through the corridors of

outside and walk around the

can hardly remember. They seemed comfortable together, but something about

woman noticed me and looked surprised, like she recognized me. I couldn’t place her face or name, which

them talk, feeling unsure about the situation. It felt like there was something hidden beneath the surface, waiting to be

were trying to avoid being caught in the act. It left me with a sense of unease, like there was something they didn’t

more questions than answers. I turned to Grant for

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