My Husband Hates Me, But He Lost His Memories

“…Lily.”

He called her name in a daze. It was strange. His voice sounded strange.

“Lily… Lily!”

His voice as he called out to the person in his arms became more intense. Theodore placed one trembling hand on Lily’s and took her pulse.

He could still feel it. However, it was too faint.

‘…No, no. Please.’

He lifted Lily up in a hurry. He picked up the crystal bottle that had fallen on the floor. It was something Lily had pointed to just before she collapsed.

‘It’s poison, I’m sure she said that.’

Cold sweat ran down his forehead.

He had never been shaken or terrified like this in all of his life.

His heart was pounding in terror. Lily was soaked in blood, her face pale as she was in his arms. Even after she had lost consciousness, blood continued to gush out of her lips several more times.

Theodore, who had to watch it all, felt himself going crazy.

In fact, he was already halfway out of his mind. He didn’t see the faces of the people who were surprised to see him and Lily. He ran with the thought of saving Lily…

The body in his arms was so weak and fragile. He couldn’t believe how he could have treated her so coldly before. He couldn’t understand himself. Why, why… Why the hell did he do that? Why did he have to be so hard on her?

He wanted to kill his past self if he could.

“…Dr. Thorpe!”

Seeing Theodore who opened the door roughly, Jane Thorpe widened her eyes. She almost missed the bowl where she was brewing the medicine with the selected finest herbs. The Duchess… was covered in blood again.

“H-How did this happen? Did Madam vomit blood again? Her condition shouldn’t have gotten worse this quickly…!”

The flustered Jane rushed over. Theodore responded promptly, handing Jane the crystal vial.

“This poison—analyze what kind of ingredient is in it right now. After the analysis, prepare the antidote without delay. We’re running out of time, hurry!”

With Theodore’s urging, Jane quickly took the crystal vial and hurriedly assessed the situation. This drug was not important now. What’s needed urgently right now was an antidote.

While Jane analyzed the composition of the poison, Theodore sat by Lily’s bedside and prayed that she would be safe. Please, don’t let anything he fears happen. May she hold out until the antidote is complete. Please, God…

‘Please don’t take anything from me anymore. Please, I’m begging you…’

His hand trembled as he held Lily’s cold hand. The amount of time he endured while sinking in fear felt like an eternity. There was only one thought running through his mind. He doesn’t want to lose Lily, he needs to save her, at all costs…

…even at the cost of his life.

His blue eyes, filled with a terrible madness that had never been seen before, shone brightly.

* * *

…My vision was completely dark.

It was hard to believe, so I closed and opened my eyes several times, but all I could see was darkness.

‘…Am I dreaming?’

However, all the sensations in my body felt real.

There was a ringing in my head. Someone’s voice was penetrating between them.

“…ly! Lily! Are you awake? Lily…!”

Oh, it’s Theodore.

His voice… sounded unbelievably desperate.

“Lily, do you know who I am?”

I could feel him grabbing my hand. My vision was still dark. I answered blankly, not knowing where I was looking.

“…I can’t see.”

The voice that came out of my mouth was faint and thin. I wondered if my words were conveyed properly with this voice. I was thinking about whether I should say it again, but I heard Theodore again.

“…Your eyes… Can’t see anything?”

“…….”

I nodded quietly. Theodore went silent for a long time. Then he called Jane, and after a few words with her, he called me again.

“Lily, don’t worry too much. It’s a temporary effect caused by the poison. We gave you enough of the antidote. Just rest and you’’ll be fine… Don’t be afraid, I will always be by your side.”

“…….”

I was curious what Theodore’s face looked like as he said this. I wanted to know what kind of gaze he was looking at me with. I couldn’t tell from the voice alone. What is he feeling? Is he really concerned about me? The hand that was holding me felt very warm.

“…Is Charlotte, alright?”

I asked what I was most curious about from the moment I woke up. Charlotte hurt her head, but she was not seriously hurt. I wonder if she got treated and is recovering by now. My heart trembled with a little anxiety. What if something happened to Charlotte.

“…Is that more important than the condition you’re in? Charlotte Brandon is, of course, unharmed. The cut on her forehead has already been treated by Dr. Thorpe, so she should be fine soon. She wasn’t hurt too badly.”

“…What a relief, really…”

A deep sigh of relief flowed through my lips. If something had happened to Charlotte… I would feel devastated. I may be alive, but I won’t be living. I won’t feel joy, and I won’t even be able to remember what happiness is.

Wouldn’t such a life be no different from an empty shell?

Yes, Charlotte has become that precious to me. Because she was by my side, I was able to survive. I can’t even imagine a life without Charlotte.

“…Charlotte is very dear to me.”