The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 786

Except for him, Charles, Nico, and Megan were all looking at Gwendolyn, waiting for her to make a decision.

Staring at the beans in her hands, Gwendolyn cast her gaze downward instead of replying immediately.

Megan smiled. “Both of them are so handsome. It’s indeed hard to choose. If I were you, I’d choose both of them.”

Although she intended to ease the tense atmosphere, none of the three men laughed along with her.

It was merely a lighthearted joke, yet they seemed to treat this matter with utmost importance.

Awkwardly, Megan stopped smiling and fell silent.

Faced with their stares, Gwendolyn maintained her composure, but a slight pout of unhappiness was evident on her lips. “I won’t choose any of them. I don’t know him, so why should I choose him to be my husband?”

Cedrick’s heart ached, as if a dagger had just pierced it. He gulped, feeling a bitter taste rising in his throat.

He was in so much pain that he felt the urge to tear up. Lowering his gaze, he struggled to suppress his rising emotions.

Nico’s expression was grim, too. He stood quietly beside Cedrick and felt sorry when he saw how pale his employer looked.

Charles’ expression was just as gloomy as the other two men.

His guess was correct. Gwendolyn, after losing her memories, would not choose Cedrick.

However, he wasn’t at all happy. After everything he did for the past few days, Gwendolyn had grown familiar with him and was willing to trust him. Yet, when it came to choosing between Charles and Cedrick, who seemed like a stranger to her, she still did not choose Charles.

The three men stood in the courtyard, stiff as statues.

Megan couldn’t stand the rigid atmosphere and brought out a few stools for them to sit on.

She then turned to Charles and inquired, “Do your guests want to stay for dinner? It’s getting late, and the nights can be quite dark in the mountains. They might need to stay overnight, but…”

only have two beds and a wooden couch at home. I’m afraid we can’t

at the top of the mountain, Charles replied promptly, “It’s fine, Megan. They

and I can sleep on the floor. We just need two blankets. It’s dark now, so it’s

his frighteningly pale face was concealed by the dim light, his hoarse voice was evidence that he

resist stealing glances at him a

completely oblivious to Cedrick’s emotions. She was

powerful background. In addition to the unique

afraid that both of you might be uncomfortable sleeping on the

is fresh and the scenery is gorgeous. It’s

missions at the border, where they had

and the atmosphere immediately

to everyone. Cedrick’s attention was still fixed on Gwendolyn, who seemed completely unaffected by his

anymore? How

from Gwendolyn’s face to

still on her

and squatted down

silent before meeting his gaze for a second. She then looked away

he continued to ask, “Then what about the ring on your left hand? You’re married. Don’t you remember who your husband

of the ring. With her gaze still cast downward,

that I can’t take it off. Maybe… I have a husband. He probably treats me very well too and never lets me do any household chores. That’s why my hands are so fair and clean. I probably love him a lot as well because I keep wearing this

quietly on the side, concealing

tears brimmed in his eyes, blurring his vision. However, he stubbornly refused to let his tears fall, his

and his face became a

moment, he seemed to have lost a precious treasure dear to his heart. Even his broad shoulders trembled,

a good man at all. He failed to protect you and made you

husband is definitely the best husband in the world! Besides, I’m

is she insisting that her husband is the

did not know if he

urge, almost habitual, to place his trembling hands on her knees. The yearning to touch and

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