"Amidst forgotten memories, can she rediscover her past and confront a husband she doesn't remember?"
A married young couple is forced to arrange marriage..how will they pass the coming trouble..
a wife who had known love but didn't know how to acc...
Martha arrived with a simple sky-blue flared net gown, a garment she had never worn before, or at least couldn't recall wearing. As she changed into the gown, she found it surprisingly light and comfortable.
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"Your name is Martha, right?" She inquired as she adjusted the gown.
"Yes, you've always called me that," Marth replied, her smile tinged with sadness.
"Okay, Martha, what's my name?" She pressed further, eager for any shred of information about her identity.
Martha's expression shifted, a mixture of worry and shock evident in her eyes as she responded, "You really don't remember anything, my lady?"
She nodded, her demeanor resolute.
"Your name is Arshina Astrid Ivory Cardehart. You are the Duchess of the North, the madam of the Cardehart family, and the wife of the head of this house, Duke Kylan Aita Darya Cardehart," Martha announced, her words carrying a weight that left her speechless.
"Arshina... and Kylan," She murmured, the names unfamiliar yet strangely familiar at the same time.
"Yeah, that's right," Martha confirmed.
"And how long have we been married?" Arshina inquired, seeking clarification on the timeline of their relationship.
"Three years," Martha replied.
"Three years, yet we've never shared a bed before?Was there no love between us?" Arshina couldn't help but feel a pang of confusion at the revelation.
"It's because the Duke left for war on your wedding night," Martha explained.
"He left for war on our wedding night?" Arshina repeated in disbelief. "Then what did I do after that?"I can't imagine myself staying after being humiliated like that. I would have definitely run away. Really..and what a pathetic way to lose my memories. I lost it while my husband threw me on the bed..damn it.. it's embarrassing..i think there is more that meets my eyes though.
"You ran away," Martha confirmed and continued, "Even before the Duke's departure."
"What? That's something new," Arshina muttered, her mind racing with questions.
"Why did I leave before the duke... Wait, did he know about that?" The realization hit her like a ton of bricks, raising even more uncertainties about her past actions and the dynamics of the situation.
"If he had known, he would have chased after you right away. But before he left, he closed the castle gate and instructed us to make you feel comfortable here. So we did. We did what you wanted," Martha explained as she opened the door.
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