Mr. Ethan Zhao

The next moment she woke up, her heart burst and her lungs tore as her scream resounded through the room. "Chuchu!"

Hearing the shout, a nurse quickly came in. She believed that she was worried she might have been disfigured, while handing her the mirror from one side she comforted her in a soft voice: "Mrs. Zhao, please be assured, your face hasn't been injured and is still as pretty as before."

The nurse held the mirror in front of Yena's face. Big eyes with long lashes and an oval face with cherry-like lips. The skin especially was both white and tender, with not even a single pore to be seen. This kind of beautiful person, who was so beautiful even without makeup, in these times was truly rare. Especially when these facial features came together, it became elegant and graceful, yet also cute and lovely. It turns out, it was exactly her type of face. She was definitely excited, balling her hands into fists voice shouting out in a loud voice. "Yes! ."

But she remembered that on her own right now.

Seeing Yena 's lifeless face and soulless eyes, the nurse couldn't help but say anxiously: "Mrs. Zhao, what's wrong?"

Yena slowly turned her gaze toward her, speaking one word at a time. "Who, am, I?"

The worry on the nurse's face thickened. "You... you're Mrs. Zhao, a, after you were in a car accident, your right leg was fractured, but you don't need to worry. You've already been operated on, and now you only need to recuperate properly to completely recover, with no need to fear any side effects."

"My... last name is.... Zhao" Yena's facial expression and voice were both faintly discernable.

The nurse stared blankly. Although she felt it was weird, she continued to patiently explain: "Your family name isn't Zhao, your husband's family name is Zhao...

"Then... what is my name?"

The nurse clearly felt that there was something wrong: "Your last name is Su, you're called Su Yena... Mrs. Zhao, do you have any places where you're not feeling well?"

'Not feeling well? Far from not feeling well! I'm feeling severe pain in my heart! I don't know how I can complete my mission without the help of Chuchu. What if this world has monsters in it? I don't have the ability to protect my self and I'll probably die quickly before completing my mission!'

Yena restrained herself with great effort, squeezing out a smile that was even uglier than crying: "I seem... to not remember anything."

The nurse was somewhat shocked, before immediately saying in a hurry: "You first don't worry, I'll go call a doctor right now."

"What's going on?"

Suddenly by the entrance, there was the deep and low sound of a man's voice.

"Ah, Mr. Zhao, you came! Just now Mrs. Zhao said that she doesn't seem to remember anything." The nurse explained.

'Mr. Zhao?' With a fright, Yena quickly raised her head. Before, the nurse had said that her "husband" was the one with the surname Zhao, then shouldn't the person who had just arrived be this body's "hubby"?

The man who had arrived stopped at the door to listen to the nurse, his brows furrowing until the space between them was minuscule. He raised his eyes to look in Yena's direction, just in time to come into contact with Yena's own gaze. In a split second, Yena's eyes widened as she sucked in a breath of cold air.

Just speaking of the appearance, this man was definitely the type of man represents the "tall, rich, and handsome" male leads that all girls would go crazy and go wish they are the female lead. Buts not what Yena was shocked about! Yena doesn't know what to feel. 'This Mr. Zhao looked like that vile man! The very reason I died a tragic death!'

The man steadily walked over.

Yena glared at him unwaveringly, her expression full of vigilance, grief, and resentment as she confronted her old nemesis.

"What's going on?" Mr. Zhao watched her with a deep gaze, his tranquil, gentle, and mild voice sounded so good. Yena sorrowfully thought, 'This guy used this gaze and this voice to seduce me, didn't he?! So it's fine if I punch him as revenge for my many years of hate to help me calm down?'

Hearing no response, Ethan Zhao slightly knitted his eyebrows, "Yen Yen?"

At first, she thought to scream, "You bastard! ," but right when she opened her mouth, she suddenly recalled her current situation. Your mom! She had almost forgotten that right now this guy was not the past "him". And she's a transmigrator with a mission.

Yena was contemplating on what to do. In addition she does not know who or what her character is like. The biggest problem is she doesn't know what her role is? Is She a friend of the female lead? Or is she the villain? Yena must play safe first. She must know what character she'll play. Without Chuchu she needs to act.

Yena unwaveringly stared at him, facing him with an expression of a clueless girl.

"What's the problem?" The handsome man looked at her, deep eyes filled with emotion.

Mr. Zhao stare at her intensely: "Do you recognize me?"

Yena's eyes opened wide, becoming round, "I don' know you!?"

"I'm called Ethan Zhao"

"And you're are my wife."

Yena was finally unable to hold it in any longer, the shock and grief after being transmigrated suddenly burst out in an earth-shattering manner.

"Hahahahaa!!!!"

Yena, this laugh of her, was really both loud and unexpected, with a power that was like her spirit had exploded from her. As a result, not only did she cause Ethan Zhao to stare in shock, she caused the doctor who was just pushing open the door that the nurse had called over to be so scared that he jumped a little.

Ethan lowered his voice to speak to the doctor: " Doctor, it seems like my wife has lost her memories! Also what's going on with her?"

The doctor carefully reexamined Yena, but didn't find anything out of place, but saw that Yena's expression would occasionally change from anger to worry, the expressions absolutely weird, and couldn't help but be somewhat hesitant.

"Mr. Zhao, the check shows that there is nothing wrong with Mrs. Zhao."

"Then how come she can't even recall her own name?"

"Zhao had been unconscious for several days before, it might be that during the accident she had hit her head, so she has temporarily lost her memories. Please wait, I will do a more detailed check up on Mrs. Zhao, so Mr. Zhao, please rest assured."

Watching with her eyes as the nurse and doctor left, and the sickroom only had her and Ethan Zhao, these two people left, opposite each other. Yena quickly works her brain, pondering over how she should respond to this situation.

Like this, it seems that she could only pretend to have amnesia, and in addition, from now on after, use the identity of this "Su Yena" girl to continue living and learn about her role.

Currently, she had a fractured leg and knew nothing about this Zhao house's Su Yena, aside from the fact that she was the wife of this man. She currently has no identity, no home, no money, and no food, with only this "husband" to depend on.

Consequently, even if she wanted to spew a mouthful of damned blood at the sky or to give this man a bunch of damned punches just because he looked like her enemy, she had no choice but to be wary of the sword hanging overhead.

Yena silently pondered deeply, recalling during those ordinary days of her life and the expression of the pure and innocent girls on the TV or in novels. She blinked her eyes, and with extreme effort, made a naive and innocent face.

"You… are really my husband?"

Ethan Zhao nodded.

"Legally? Already registered?" Yena must know if they really are married.

Ethan Zhao nodded again.

Yena fell silent, her face turning stiff as she thought: This sort of moment, ' I can only smile.'

"Then, how long have we been married?" she smiled awkwardly.

"A few weeks." Ethan Zhao answered.

Suddenly, Yena could barely keep up that awkward smile, few weeks? So, that is to say, these two just got married? Why didn't she transmigrate earlier?! If it happened one month earlier, couldn't she have dumped this man and avoided becoming his wife.

Yena was full of resentment. In contrast, Ethan looked at her pensively. Sitting by her hospital bed, Ethan looked at her intensely, "You really can't remember anything?"

" I really can't recall anything."

Ethan looked at her and said, "The doctor also said it, it might take a few days for you to recover."

Putting on an honest face Yena asked, "What if in the case that I can never recover and will always be unable to recall anything?"

Ethan was silent for a while, saying afterward, "That's no problem. Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you."

It seems Yena's problem is solved. 'Can I do this alone?' Yena thought.