When My Girlfriend Faked Her Death, I Married Her Rich Aunt

The day before the wedding, Rachel, my soon-to-be bride died in a car accident. Everyone thought I would die, but I didn't cry or make a fuss.

Five years later, we met by chance in a hotel. She had lost her memory after coming back from the dead. Amid the cheers of a group of people, she kissed my stepbrother until the thread was drawn.

Seeing that I was alone, she smiled proudly, "I heard that you are my fiancé? You have been waiting for me for five years. You are a dog-licker. Do you even worth to have me?"