Wife forced me Plato, but let good brother for her antidote.

Chapter 1

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My wife claimed she wanted the purest, most spiritual love, making a pact that we wouldn't be intimate after marriage.

On our wedding night, she accidentally drank some strong liquor. I tried to help her, but she shoved me away.

"Jasper Night, you actually drugged me!"

"I didn't!" I stammered, panicked. "I'll take you to the hospital!"

Just then, her "good friend" Drew showed up. She threw herself into his arms and kissed him.

My face flushed with fury. "You said you wanted a spiritual love! How can you do this with someone else...?"

She didn't listen. She kicked me away.

"I'll break your heart tonight! If you ever try to drug me again, I'll do it with Drew every single time!"

Everyone was waiting to watch my humiliation. I felt dizzy with rage, but then I just sneered, "Fine."

Because three years ago, when she rescued me after I lost my memory, she said, "Repayment? Then help me fulfill 99 wishes!"

Now, only four wishes remained, and I would owe her nothing.

After regaining my memory, I should have gone back to inherit my family fortune a long time ago.