After My Wife Lost Her Memory, Her Eyes Were Full of Love1

After our twin daughters died in a fire, Luna Brown broke down and became mentally ill.

...

Luna forgot all our past and tried her best to crawl into her first love's bed.

I brought her home again and again, but she cursed me to die again and again.

I held her helplessly and smiled bitterly. "If I die, and you can get better, then I promise you."

"Nolan, I love you. Mateo Harold, that bastard, forced me. Will you still want me?"

The phone showed that Luna was only wearing underwear.

Her slim figure kept trembling.

But she looked at Nolan Carter as if he were a god.

She tugged at Nolan's trouser leg and refused to let go.

The people around were whooping.

The camera panned slowly across the crowd and then focused on Luna's face.

She looked up with her big watery eyes.

"Luna, Mateo said he wants to pick you up and take you home. Do you want to go back?"

"No! I don't want to! Fuck that guy!"

...

Just as Nolan finished speaking, Luna screamed.

Then he turned the camera on himself.

He sneered and said, "Mateo, what does it matter if you won in the first place? Luna is still willing to be my whore."