I Proposed to a Homeless Stranger in the Rain—Then He Remembered My Name
Previously: Desperate to save her family's legacy, Amelia proposes to a homeless stranger on a rain-slicked street. But when he touches the ring, a buried memory unlocks a dangerous conspiracy.
The alleyway descended into absolute chaos. Julian’s hired thugs lunged forward, their hands grabbing at Owen’s tattered jacket. Owen writhed on the wet ground, clutching the velvet ring box to his chest as if it were a lifeline. The pain in his head was blinding; the name 'Amelia' was a key turning in a rusty, long-forgotten lock inside his brain.
Amelia threw herself between the thugs and the screaming man. "Get your hands off him!" she shrieked, but Julian grabbed her by the arm, spinning her around with brutal force. His eyes were wild with malice and panic.
"You stupid girl,"Julian sneered, his breath hot against her ear.
"Do you really think you can save him? He was supposed to die in that river five years ago."

The Secret Revealed
The truth hit Amelia like a physical blow. Five years ago, her fiancé, Thomas, had vanished after a horrific car crash over the city bridge. The police had never found his body, and Julian had quickly stepped in to console her, eventually taking control of the family firm. Now, looking at the terrified man on the curb, the pieces of the puzzle fell into place. Julian hadn't just stolen the company—he had tried to murder her fiancé.
Thomas had survived, but the trauma and a severe head injury had wiped his memory, leaving him to wander the streets as a ghost. Julian had kept tabs on him, ensuring he remained lost in the margins of society. But now, Amelia’s desperate search for a husband to fulfill her father's will had led her right back to the man she loved.
"He's Thomas,"Amelia whispered, her voice filled with a mixture of horror and profound hope.
"You did this to him!"Julian laughed darkly.
"And no one will ever believe you. By midnight, the company is mine, and your precious Thomas will be gone for good."He signaled his men to drag the struggling man toward the idling SUV. But Amelia was no longer the helpless girl she had been five years ago. She pulled out her phone, showing a live broadcast screen. "I recorded every word, Julian. The police are already on their way."
”The police are already on their way."