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“Does he really not remember anything?”

Derrick Vaisil didn’t answer the family doctor’s questions, and his legs, in a criss cross position, were bobbing slowly. Not long after, he propped his chin and turned his eyes to look outside the window. He looked so clam that one couldn’t have thought that he had died, went into the coffin, and came out alive just by looking at him.

The family doctor gave up speaking further to Derrick and approached Judith.

“It seems you’re right about his amnesia.”

Her husband’s amnesia was as shocking as what happened with the coffin earlier.

Judith looked at her husband, who was sitting on the sofa, with a hollow gaze. He was busy looking around his surroundings as if he had suddenly fallen on a remote island one day. It was a different attitude that contradicted the chaotic environment brought by his revival. His gaze stopped at the big mirror next to her and he burst into giggles, a behaviour that was surely unbelievable for a grown man of his appearance.

“Other than that?”

“Based on the results of my examination, there is nothing wrong with his body. His pulse is normal, and even his breathing is fine.”

“…I think only his mind is strange.”

“Pardon?”

“Nothing. That’s all. You did well.”

After Judith forced her mouth under control to not recklessly talk about her relationship with her husband or anything of the like, she sent the family doctor outside of the room. The servants also went out, following behind the family doctor, until it was only Judith and Derrick left in the bedroom.

By the time the sound of the footsteps outside the room had completely died away, Judith took a step forward towards the sofa. Derrick slowly turned his head towards her, perhaps because he felt her presence.

“What kind of drama is this again?”

Judith stood directly in front of him. Since Derrick was sitting there, naturally her gaze was facing down. Even if she didn’t check through the mirror, Judith was certainly sure that his gaze looked displeased.

“Amnesia? Ha. That’s fun, too.”

The family doctor had said that he has amnesia, but Judith didn’t believe that.

Derrick Vaisil was a very meticulous and thorough man. It was a marital life of no more than two years, but his nature to face an enemy head on was the same as now. This foolish act that he was doing was probably a petty scheme to get something.

At least that was what Judith thought it was.

“What the hell are you committing such acts for? Even though in this situation we’ve had your funeral, what am I going to say to other people…?”

“My funeral?”N/nêw n0vel chap/ers are published o/n n0v/e/(lb)i(n.)co/m

Derrick, who was silently listening to her reprimands as they poured out, showed a lively response for the first time. Judith, who hesitated due to him cutting in, answered with a sigh.