Chapter 278
Veronica’s POV
Rollings House
The wedding invitation was glaring back at me as it rested on the table before me.
It was Jonathan’s wedding invitation.
The woman’s name beside him was p>
Imelda.
For a moment, I felt I couldn’t breathe.
I couldn’t believe that after all that we survived, after all the promises we made, I actually received a wedding invitation to my own husband’s wedding with the woman who never missed the chance to destroy us.
For me that wedding invitation was the end of my future with Jonathan as his wife.
Suddenly my phone buzzed.
I saw it was John.
“Hey, could I borrow a suit from Jonathan for his wedding?” he asked casually.
“Things have been so rough the past year p>
“I lost weight, so I can’t wear my own p>
“Why do you need his suit?” I asked, confused.
“Didn’t Imelda arrange dresses for everyone p>
“Aren’t you one of his best men p>
The conversation was casual, but it made the fact that Jonathan is really going to marry a fact.
“So, are you going to attend the wedding p>
“Veronica, at the moment he may not remember you p>
“And the wedding is approaching, is a fact p>
“Every day that Jonathan is with Imelda, he becomes more part of her life than yours p>
“And remember what the doctor said p>
“What he remembers will be his future p>
“I know what you’re saying is right, but if I force him to remember me…he can completely forget me p>
“Veronica, if you can’t make him remember you because of this fear, then…what do you plan p>
“You know what the doctor said, we can’t force him to remember him p>
“He has to remember naturally p>
“I respect the warning the doctor gave, and can’t damage his memories at any cost p>
“But I do know, protecting his memory could cost me my husband p>
“Exactly,” John said.
“What if he remembers you after marriage p>
“Imelda is one person who’ll never divorce, and you signed the paper too, now you can’t sue them for bigamy also p>
I glanced at the wedding invitation.
I pictured Jonathan in his suit.
Imelda in a white gown.
They take their vows.
Both saying, ’I do.
The media taking their photos to post in the morning news.
The moment Imelda would become his official legal wife and I would be the woman who allowed it.
For the first time I felt a panic in my heart.
I realized this time I could lose him in a way, I would never get him back.
“I admit, this time Imelda could win,” I told John on the phone.
“Imelda has been beside him since he woke up p>
“She’s been making him remember the time they were together p>
“And he doesn’t remember a thing about us p>
“Only that I died falling from the cliff p>
I never felt so helpless in my life.
“Veronica, your silence is only going to make you lose your husband p>
Even today if I close my eyes, I can still remember the man he was before becoming the CEO of Rollings Designs.
The man who stood beside me when we both didn’t have more than a few dollars in our pocket.
The man who promised to build a family together.
And these memories were not only mine, they were ours.
“No p>
“What no?” John asked.
“I realized can’t allow him to make such a life-changing decision when he doesn’t remember anything from the past p>
“I have to step up p>
“John p>
“Go on, get your husband back p>
I smiled as I disconnected his call and dialed another number.
“I don’t have to force him to make him love me again,” I said to myself.
“I only have to tell him the truth p>
“And if he still chooses to marry Imelda after knowing everything about us, then I’ll personally step aside and sign the divorce papers p>
“At least it will be our choice and not based on someone else’s words p>
My fear had turned into a determination as I dialed Jonathan’s number.
“Hi, could you come over? I need to talk to you p>
“Hi, what? Why?” he asked me casually.
“I need to talk to you about our past p>
“I promise I won’t force any memory p>
I knew my voice was breaking, but I had to stay composed as I didn’t want him to know my heart was breaking.
“All right, I’ll come p>
I smiled as I disconnected the call.
I walked through Rollings House.
We had been here for only a short time, but still every corner had a memory.
Each room held a special memory of us.
I saw the photos of us and the kids all over the walls, and shelves.
Our old belongings, and new belongings.
I also wondered if he would remember anything on seeing them.
I also realized I wasn’t only fighting to save my marriage.
But I was fighting for the man he was before Imelda made him into someone he never was.
I heard a car stop outside.
My heart raced as Jonathan walked inside.
The way he looked around seemed as if the house belonged to a family member, rather than himself.
I watched him carefully as he looked around.
I wanted so badly to hug him, but I refrained myself from this as I didn’t want to startle him.
For me hope was returning despite all that we had been through lately.
“So, what do you want to tell me?” he asked without wasting any time.
” Is he so eager for his wedding with Imelda, he can’t wait to leave?” I asked in my mind.
I looked at him as I knew today was a do or die matter for me.
I knew today there was no turning back for us once I began this conversation.
“I want to tell you about us, our marriage, our kids, the betrayals we faced, the danger we faced, and the life we built together p>
“And after you hear me out, the choice is yours and I will oblige with it p>
I exhaled.
“Jonathan, you may have forgotten everything…but I remember all of it p>