Two people looked at me at the same time. I strode in, pulled Isabella away and raised my hand to punch Damian in the face.
Isabella’s face turned pale and she exclaimed, “Damian!”
When she saw blood oozing from the corner of Damian’s mouth, Isabella turned around and pushed me hard.
“He’s a patient. Kevin, how could you do that to him?!”
I sneered, “Patient? I thought he was very healthy.”
“Damian had lost his memory due to a head injury, so I came to take care of him. Kevin, I didn’t expect you to be so petty!”
Her eyes, as if she were looking at a stranger, stabbed my heart fiercely.
I was already going crazy but suddenly calmed down.
“Amnesia? Lost his memory but he only remembers you? But I am your husband.”
Damian looked at me blankly at first, but when he heard the word “husband”, he reacted suddenly.
I saw him holding Isabella back in his arms, his face full of horror.
“No, I am your husband. Isabella, you can’t be with others.”
Isabella turned around and patted his back soothingly.
“Okay, okay, don’t get excited. Damian, I’m here, always here.”
I stepped back several steps after hearing the voice, feeling like a clown.