My Wife Tricked Me To Become A Househusband

Summary

Five years ago, I lost my memory in a car accident. Eira Jones had claimed she was my beloved.

She saved me, cared for me, and we naturally got married.

For five years, I managed every aspect of our home for her. As I tended to her every need with unwavering devotion, I was convinced I was the happiest husband in the world.

But as I was about to tidy up the study, I overheard Eira and her childhood sweetheart talking.

“Eira, these past five years, Vedran Clarus has been utterly devoted to you. He just hasn’t chewed your food for you! I’m getting jealous.”