My Ex Faked His Death, So I Married His Billionaire Uncle
Language: en
Four years ago, my boyfriend was diagnosed with early-onset Alzheimer's. That day, with bloodshot eyes and tears streaming down his face, he pulled me into his arms, choking back sobs: "Chloe, I want my memory to freeze forever at the moment I still remember you." Then, on New Year's Eve, he threw himself into the stormy ocean. I searched for him like a woman possessed, combing the freezing waters for two whole months, but I never found so much as a single strand of his hair. Later, though I had never believed in god or fate, I went on a solitary pilgrimage through the blizzard, circling…