They Don't Know Who I Am

On the streets of Easton City, Timothy hurried towards the Wayne family villa, carrying a pot of chicken soup. Today was Old Master Wayne’s seventy second birthday, and all the clan members were rushing to the Wayne mansion to celebrate. As a son-in-law who had married into the family, Timothy naturally was no exception. Despite no one considering him a part of the Wayne family, at least in name, he was still a Wayne. He had taken special care to stew a pot of chicken soup that day, planning to bring it for Old Master Wayne’s birthday. After all, he didn’t have much money in his pocket and couldn’t afford to buy a gift. From a distance, he could see luxury cars filling up the space around the villa; he guessed he was probably the only one arriving on foot. Upon reaching the entrance of the Wayne family villa, Timothy saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing at the door, looking around anxiously. Her face even bore a trace of worry. Despite being meters apart, he could still feel her distinct temperament. The woman’s name was Annabella Wayne, Old Master Wayne’s granddaughter. She was also his wife in name only. Three years ago, Timothy arrived in Easton City and, by a twist of fate, cured Old Master Wayne of an affliction he had suffered from for years. Old Master Wayne was overjoyed and promised to fulfill any request for Timothy, who simply pointed at Annabella and said one sentence, “I want to marry her.” It wasn’t clear why, but at that moment, Timothy, who had lost his memory, felt she was the one he was looking for. Although the Wayne family was extremely unwilling, since Old Master Wayne’s word was out, they had to fulfill the promise for the sake of family face. Thus, Timothy became a son-in-law who had married into the Wayne family. This was when his memory began. Regarding his past, he couldn’t remember anything, not even his name, other than knowing he was Timothy . To be precise, Timothy was a man with amnesia. Although he faced disdain day after day, at least he didn’t have to worry about food and clothing. Let them curse if they wanted to; after all, he could just pretend not to hear. “What are you holding in your hand?” Upon seeing Timothy approaching with something in hand, Annabella asked with a stern face. She was irritated at the very sight of her own husband. Since marrying into the Wayne family three years ago, Timothy had done nothing but sweep floors and cook at home. If he really was useless, Annabella would have accepted it. But three years ago, he had clearly cured Old Master Wayne of his long-standing ailments. That incident once caused a sensation in Easton City, and even the Wayne family thought they had found a treasure. Otherwise, why would Arthur Wayne agree to marry his most beloved granddaughter to Timothy? But over those three years, except for cooking and sweeping, Timothy had not shown any other impressive qualities. This made the Wayne family suspect whether he had just been lucky at the time. That’s why their attitude towards him had grown worse. “I stewed some chicken soup, which I’m sure Grandpa will like,” said Timothy with a slight smile. Although his work was limited to laundry and cooking, the dishes he made were comparable to those of a five-star chef. When Old Master Wayne asked him to make a request, Timothy said he wanted to marry Annabella. Even though in the years after their marriage it had been a marriage in name only, he had never regretted it. “Come in with me,” Annabella said with a helpless sigh. She had thought about divorce, but such a step would undoubtedly disgrace the Wayne family. It would even cast the whole family in shame for ingratitude. Old Master Wayne would certainly not allow her to do so. As the two just entered the Wayne mansion, they saw many clan members arriving with big and small packages. “Annabella, it’s been so long; you’ve become even more beautiful!” said Annabella’s elder sister, Teresa. Teresa had married into the Lawson family last year, a match that was considered equal in social standing. With the Lawson family’s entertainment business thriving in recent years and their wealth increasing, along with Teresa’s love for vanity, she rarely missed an opportunity to put down Timothy and Annabella. “Big sister, brother-in-law.” Annabella subconsciously kept some distance from Timothy. Although they were sisters, Teresa’s mocking could be even more vicious than that of enemies. “Yo! Annabella, you’ve been married for three years and there’s still no news of a baby. Could it be that your good-for-nothing husband is incapable?” Teresa raised her eyebrows and said with a mocking tone, “There are three unfilial acts, and the worst is to have no descendants! We’re all waiting for you two to have a child!” Waiting to look at jokes, huh? Annabella sneered, “We’re still young; instead, you should be careful about the risks of being a high-age mother.” “Annabella, what do you mean? Are you cursing me?” Teresa put her hands on her hips and snorted, “Franklin and I plan to have children by the end of the year, but you better watch out that your family doesn’t become extinct!” “How unhappy must you be to always seek our attention?” Timothy looked up at Franklin and suddenly laughed, “Looking at brother-in-law’s complexion, it seems he’s not been behaving lately. Be careful not to get big sister sick; otherwise, the entire company might suffer.” Three years ago, Timothy had cured Old Master Wayne, so his medical skills were still respected by everyone. With such a comment from him, the Wayne family looked at the couple with odd glances. “Franklin, I was wondering why you’ve been coming home late at night. Tell me, where have you been?” snapped Teresa, with her expression changing suddenly before realizing, “Timothy, what do you mean? I’ll tear you apart today!” “Big sister, when you mocked us before, why didn’t you say such things? Our Timothy may not be good at other things, but he’s never made a mistake in medical treatment,” stated Annabella. Although she was discontented with her husband, it was satisfying to see Teresa get put in her place. Moreover, Timothy had indeed cured some minor ailments in the house over the years. “Fine, it’s said that women are ‘like wolves at thirty and like tigers at forty.’ Seems like Timothy here is set to do exactly that!” Teresa gritted her teeth and cursed. “Heh, probably eating too much soft-rice has weakened him, right?” Franklin glanced at Timothy and walked away into the house with Teresa in his arms. “Exactly, like my husband is in charge of making money, and I’m in charge of being beautiful. Not like some people, marrying a loser who has to shoulder everything on their own!” As Teresa laughed, she couldn’t help but mock Annabella. Everyone knew that Timothy was a homebody, who hadn’t brought home a penny in three years. Honestly, he was the epitome of a freeloader. There was a rule in the Wayne Family. Any woman who got married was not to spend a single penny of the family money again. If you married well, naturally, you reaped the benefits. But for someone like Annabella, she had to bear the weight of the entire household alone. “Hurry up and leave! Don’t embarrass yourself here!” Annabella’s nose tingled, and she stomped her way towards the house. They say it’s bad for men to choose the wrong profession and for women to marry the wrong man. Over the past three years, she had endured countless taunts. Every time she urged Timothy to go out and work, but he simply refused. Seeing other men striving outside while their wives shopped all day, she almost broke down in tears. Being a woman just the same, why did she have to be the breadwinner and scramble for money outside? “Are you even a man? Treating your own wife like this!” Annabella held back her tears, but inside, she was already at the depths of despair. Timothy followed close behind, his face grim with bitterness. He wanted to work too, but every time he stepped out the door, he faced such fierce resistance that he had no choice but to stay quietly at home. Are we not meant for menial labor? Perhaps this phrase best described his feelings. But he had never spoken of this to anyone because Timothy knew very well that all it would bring was ridicule. In this family, no one had ever looked up to him. Once inside the house, everyone had already taken their seats. Arthur Wayne’s seventieth birthday had brought nearly a hundred family members together. Thank goodness the Wayne villa was spacious enough to accommodate all these descendants. As everyone took their seats in turn, Timothy naturally sat at the smallest table by the door. For three years, during every family gathering, this had been his spot. Even the Wayne servants sat in front of him. “I wish Grandpa a longevity that rivals the Southern Mountains! Grandson brings you a Jade Ruyi!” Darius stood up, presenting the high-quality Jade Ruyi to the envious gazes of many. “Thank you, my eldest grandson, but don’t spend so much next time!” Arthur accepted the Jade Ruyi, his eyes swimming with adoration. “It’s only a few hundred thousand. As long as Grandpa stays healthy, it’s worth every penny I spend,” Darius said as he settled back into his seat with a casual smile. The Jade Ruyi was a fake, bought through a friend, not even worth ten thousand. He was currently the General Manager of Wayne Group, with an annual salary close to a million. This position should have belonged to Annabella, but since she married Timothy, it fell into Darius’s hands. “Grandpa, I bring you a golden Buddha for good health and safety!” “Grandpa, I bring you a pair of white jade bracelets, wishing you a life free from all illnesses.” … For a moment, the younger generation all presented their gifts. “Since all the grandchildren have given their presents, it’s time for the sons-in-law to take the stage!” Teresa said leisurely, leaning back in her chair. “Of course!” Hearing her, Franklin quickly stood up, taking out a brocade box: “Knowing that the old master hasn’t been well, I specially acquired a hundred-year-old ginseng, hoping for the old master’s immortality!” No sooner had he finished speaking than the chatter started below. “That Lawson Family really is wealthy!” “Yeah, I’m so envious of the eldest sister, marrying into such a good family. Indeed, women fear marrying the wrong man, just look at Annabella…” “Looks like we need to cozy up to the eldest sister in the future.” Franklin’s gift was indeed generous. It had face value and went straight to Old Master Wayne’s heart. Wealth accumulated in life cannot be carried into death, only precious herbs could prolong life. “Franklin, you’re really thoughtful! The old man didn’t make a mistake, I’m proud of you!” Arthur sat in his chair, grinning from ear to ear. This grandson-in-law had greatly satisfied him. “It’s just a few hundred thousand, it’s not much of a gesture.” While Teresa might have been laughing on the outside, inside she was bleeding. If it hadn’t been to secure a slice of the family inheritance, she would have never let Franklin buy such an expensive gift. “Old Master, our Ryan has also prepared a gift for you!” Teresa Wayne, not satisfied with Franklin stealing the spotlight, quickly nudged her own husband. “Grandpa, I spent over three hundred thousand to procure this premium Dahongpao tea, hoping it will keep you in good health,” Ryan said, presenting two packets of tea to Arthur Wayne. “Grandpa, Chase brings you a golden longevity peach.” “Grandpa, Max presents a pearl.” … Following Teresa’s lead, the Wayne sons-in-law began to present their gifts one after another. Old Master Wayne was a man who loved face, so everyone chose gifts that were impressive. Gifts under one hundred thousand were too embarrassing to mention. “Annabella, what gift have you prepared for Grandpa?” As everyone presented their gifts, Teresa watched Annabella with amusement, her eyes full of mirth.