Amnesia Helped Me Dump the Jerk

I woke up in the hospital, and a man in a sharp suit was sitting by my bed.

I asked politely, "Excuse me, sir, am I here to interview for a nanny position at your home?"

His face went pale. "What did you say?"

I got a bit nervous. "I'm sorry, I've lost my memory. I only remember that I was supposed to go work as a live-in nanny for a family..."

He grabbed my hand, trembling, but I instinctively pulled away. "Sir, please control yourself."

After returning to the villa, everyone looked at me strangely.