I met my husband, a narc who disappeared two years ago. He doesn't remember me.

Chapter 10

1,479 words

I looked at the man before me with a sense of bewilderment.

Somehow, I was reminded of many years ago, when I first started as a psychologist.

I had taken on a male patient who harassed me, but then he turned around and accused me of seducing him.

Back then, Liam gathered all the evidence for me.

And when that male patient’s family came to plead for him, Liam had said something similar:

“I demand you call the police. I will not let this matter rest.”

It turned out that the man who once stood between me and danger, the love of my life.

Could one day be the one to plunge a sharp knife into my heart.

He had forgotten me.

So I couldn’t even utter words of blame, or anger.

Once Liam made his stance clear, Chloe became even more agitated:

“Didn’t you hear that recording?!

“If I hadn’t burst in, who knows what else she would have done!

“And she's treated so many male patients before, there aren't even any cameras in this consultation room.

“Oh, it might not even be just male patients, she could be into both, who knows…”

Her words grew increasingly offensive.

Dr. Hayes’s face darkened, and he said, “Madam, please watch your language!”

Chloe directly grabbed a glass hourglass from the bedside table and, with a loud *smash*, threw it at my head.

“Watch my language? You’re all in this together, aren’t you? I’m not wasting any more words on you!

“Call the director and the police, or I’ll go out right now and let everyone judge this for themselves!”