Reincarnated As The murderer's Wife

Amnesia

Sophie

Everything suddenly became clear to me. My conversation with the reincarnation goodness hadn't been a dream after all; I really had been incarnated as Prince Theodore Silver's wife.

"Are you feeling better now?" Theodore asked as he walked into the room carrying a tray of food. He placed the tray beside the bed and sat down next to me.

"I'm happy to finally have you back. You don't know how much I missed you," he muttered, planting a kiss on my forehead.

"I'm sorry that I wasn't there to protect you," he continued, while I watched speechless. In all the years I had worked for the Royal family, I had never seen Theo act so kind and sensitive.

"The doctor said that you have developed amnesia. I wonder what those monsters must have done to you," he said, his fist clenched.

I began to piece things together. Ivory, Theo's wife, must have been kidn*pped, and Theo must think that I had developed amnesia.

Although I don't have any of Ivory's memories, I worked for the Royal Family long enough to understand their dynamics.

Prince Theodore Silver, the next king of Dystopia. He always appeared cold in public, but in his wife's presence, he transformed into a loving and caring person.

Ivory Silver, an ordinary maid before meeting Theodore, had become a world-famous designer with her own brand called IVS. While she appeared as an angel in the public eye, she was actually unfaithful to her husband, cheating on him with different men on multiple occasions.

Theo held my hands and kissed them, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions—anger, regret, love, happiness, and relief.

"The doctor said besides the head injury, there are no other injuries," Theo said with a sad smile. He seemed like he was happy to have his wife back, but saddened by her memory loss. According to the doctor, the chances of me recovering my memories were slim.

"I'm sorry," he muttered again.

Despite not remembering their past together, I knew that they had always been a happy couple. Even after five years of marriage and no children, their happiness persisted.

"Here, I brought you strawberries, your favorite," he said, passing me a plate filled with strawberries.

I stared at the strawberries with disgust written all over my face. I despised strawberries, but unfortunately, they were Ivory's favorite fruit.

Reluctantly, I picked up a strawberry and took a bite. It almost made me spit it out, but I managed to swallow it.

As I showed no intention of having another, Theo began to feed them to me. I was about to slap the plate from his hands when a knock came from the door.

Theo dropped the plate and went to answer the door. It was his mother, Amelia Silver, standing there with a smile.

"I heard about what happened to your wife and came to check up on her," she said.

I recognized her voice instantly. Queen Amelia Silver, wife of King Fredrick Silver and mother of two. If wickedness was a person, that person would be Amelia. She took pleasure in making the lives of commoners a living hell. Her disdain for them stemmed from her husband parenting an illegitimate child with Amelia's own maid.

Queen Amelia walked in, her fake smile still intact. "Ivory dear, how are you feeling?" she asked, moving closer to me. I instinctively shifted back, a habit i had developed in her past life.

"She has amnesia and doesn't remember anyone," Theo informed. "Oh, poor thing. Have you tried hitting a plank on her head? It works in movies," Queen Amelia suggested, earning a glare from Theo.

"She needs some time to adjust to us," Theo responded, ignoring her previous remark. "In that case, let's all have dinner tonight at your father's quarters," Amelia suggested. The palace had five quarters, one for each family member. It used to be four until Amelia separated her quarter from Fredrick's.

"I don't think it's the best idea for now. You know how the family can be," Theo reminded her. Despite his reservations, Queen Amelia persisted and finally convinced him to bring Ivory to dinner.

"Ok,fine. I'll bring her to dinner at father's quarters, but you have to warn Diego to be on his best behavior" Theo said, "I'll tell him, but you also have to be nice to him. He's not going to hate Ivory any less if you keep treating him like he's a stranger", Amelia argued all while I watched. This was the first time I had seen Queen Amelia talk without yelling or snapping.

"Bye Ivory" Queen Amelia bade and left. I watched her leave till she was out of sight. Theo pressed an intercom and asked the head maid to send some maids in.

Theo seemed like he wasn't sure about allowing Ivory to be around his family. He still had his suspicions about who had kidn*pped her and had a hunch that it might be one of his relatives.

Princess Ivory hadn't gotten along with any of his siblings or parents, and each of them had their own reasons to dislike her, or even wish her dead.

He instructed the maids to groom me and left the room. I laid on the bed, still trying to process everything that was happening.

The maids entered and guided me to the bathroom. They gave me a warm bath and washed my hair using Ivory's signature strawberry-scented shampoo. The scent almost made me vomit; I detested even the slightest hint of strawberries.

They applied makeup to my face and styled my hair into a neat bun. By the time they were finished, I looked exactly how the old Ivory used to look.

They dressed me in a blue evening gown and escorted me downstairs to a waiting Theo. He led me to Amelia's quarter, where Amelia was waiting at the doorstep. She greeted us as warmly as she could and led us inside her quarters.

The entire Royal family was already seated at the dinner table. I froze upon seeing them,the family that had made my life a living hell.