The Undercover Heart
Language: en
On the eve of our engagement, my boyfriend suddenly regained his memory. I learned that before he lost his memory, he was an undercover cop. And he had a childhood sweetheart—a fiancée. She found me, crying like a wilted flower: "If he had returned safely from that mission, we would have been married." "Please, give him back to me..." I was silent for a long time before whispering, "Okay." Then I accepted a transfer from my company and moved to another city. Three years later, I was held at knifepoint on the street. He saved me, and just as I was about to slip away, he handcuffed…