The Real Culprit Who Murdered Me Turned Out To Be HerChapter 1

Three years ago, I had a car accident and as a result, I broke my legs and most of my memories were wiped away. In fact, I forgot all my acquaintances and families except my wife.

Unwavering in her trust in me, she stood by my side and helped me manage my company. She even found me an acupuncturist to administer acupuncture for me with the hope that I could stand again.

I would never have imagined that she would cheat on me. In the process of catching her adultery, I accidentally uncovered many bloody truths from the past and from all the evidence that I gathered, it was proven that she had a hand in all of them.

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I had just finished my rehabilitation exercises when my phone buzzed with a few incoming WhatsApp messages. The profile picture was a masked woman, whose face I could not recall. Maybe, she was one of my old clients, I thought, as I opened the messages.

As soon as the messages opened, I immediately frowned. I could not believe what I was seeing.  They were photos of a couple doing illicit activities.

Unfortunately, I was very familiar with their faces. How could I not? The woman was Samantha Cameron, my wife, while the man behind her was Walter Luxton. He was my doctor who had been treating me with acupuncture for the past three years.

Three years ago, I had a car accident and it left me with broken legs and losing most of my memories. I could not remember everyone that I knew except for my wife.

For these three years, she had been tirelessly supportive of me. She worked so hard for my well-being and even managed to hold my company together. She was the one who found Walter, an expert acupuncturist, for me, in the hope that I would be able to get back on my feet again one day.

I never suspected that the two people I trusted most would end up being in bed together.

Fury surged within me. Although I wanted to tear them apart, I managed to calm myself down.

Now, what I wanted to know was when did they get together and how.

For three years, Walter had been treating my legs with acupuncture and planning my rehabilitation exercises, yet my legs never showed any improvement. Was there something wicked in play here?

And, what about the company I left in Samantha's hand to manage? Had she already hollowed it out?

Furthermore, who sent me these messages? What was their motive?