Translation When I Faked Amnesia to Break Off my Engagement, my Fiancé Casually Told me a Ridiculous Lie—“You were in Love with me Before you Lost Your Memory.”

34. From Lies to Truth

“…Phil rarely spoke to me.”

“…I’m sorry.”

After a while, we calmed down and sat side by side on the sofa. We conversed a lot. We finally got to the bottom of our misunderstandings and realized how much we had been missing from each other.

By the way, he told me that when he said, “I hate you, too.” it was directed at himself.

…As for how that happened, only someone with supernatural power, or Philip, could explain that.

“Since I was a kid, whenever I was in front of you, my head blank, and I’d be at a loss for words.”

“Still, I won’t know unless you say something.”

“I know, I’m truly sorry… that’s why, I believed that you hated me all along. Back then, when you told me you hated me, I couldn’t get out of bed for two weeks straight.”

Although it was something I didn’t see coming, I still felt guilty. But, as I thought, I wanted him to say something.

“I will spend my whole life atoning, so please forgive me.”

“There’s no need to inflict such a heavy punishment on yourself… oh, by the way, you said that you love me and that you were happy to see my face. What about that?”

“Those were my honest feelings.”

…So, he was just being frank, then.

“Did you get jealous at the sight of me talking to another man?”

“Indeed. I thought you loved Cyril.”

“Which lead to you lying about me hating Lord Cyril?”


Philip spoke with a fleeting voice while covering his face with both hands.

If I were to dig up his lies any further, he might decide to cover his head with that ice bucket again. By the way, said bucket was resting by his window. He dubiously stared at me when I involuntarily smiled.

“I love you, Phil.”

“I love you, too. To the point that I’m at loss over what to do.”

He looked about to cry.

To me, he was more precious than anything else. I wanted to stay by his side.


A few months later on a gentle, spring, day.

I was dressed in a pure white dress and stood in front of a large door. A lot of important people were waiting outside.

By the way, I told Jamie, Cedric, and our parents the truth and apologized.

However, no one got angry. Instead, they were delighted that the misunderstanding between Philip and I was resolved. I vowed that I would never again lie to such a kind and important people.

Meanwhile, everyone else was told that I had safely recovered my memories. When I told Natalia the truth, she said. “Well, as long as you don’t cross the line, I won’t hate you!” She said she’d keep silent.

Right next to me was the person I loved.

“…Phil? What are you doing?”

For some reason, he, who wore a pure white suit, kept expressionlessly pinching his cheeks.

“I’m so happy, I can’t believe this is real.”

“You’ll ruin your beautiful face.”

I gently took his hand and entwined our fingers. Phil’s cheeks grew even more flushed.

“It’s real, so don’t worry.”

“…I still can’t believe that you love me.”

He was going to be my husband starting today, but he still said that. I laughed involuntarily.

“That’s right, I haven’t told you how much I loved you, Phil.”

“…How much?”

“Do you want to know?”


Apparently, he really wanted to know. Phil intently gazed at me.

To my dearest lover, I, the happiest bride in the world, displayed a superb smile and answered.

“I’ve fallen head over heels for you.”

***T/N: The end, so soon!? MOAR, I need moreeee!!!

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