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…”

continued in a troubled tone, “We only have two

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

interrupted him hoarsely, “It’s okay. Nico and I can sleep on the floor. We just

pale face was concealed by the dim light, his

unable to resist stealing glances at him a few

only one who remained completely oblivious to Cedrick’s emotions. She was preoccupied with

powerful background. In addition to the unique aura they’re exuding, they must be either from a wealthy

I’m just afraid that both of you might be uncomfortable

at all. The air here is fresh and the scenery is gorgeous. It’s our honor to be able to

during their missions at the border, where they had to

him, and the atmosphere

Cedrick’s attention was still fixed on Gwendolyn, who seemed completely unaffected by

me anymore? How did things end up

from Gwendolyn’s face to her slender

familiar ring was still on her left

his eyes as he approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next to her, asking

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

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

hand, stroking the smooth surface of the ring. With her gaze still cast downward, she shook her

I got this ring. But it seems like I’ve been wearing it for such a long time 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

the side, concealing

his eyes, blurring his vision. However, he stubbornly refused to let his tears fall, his pride keeping

face became a canvas

seemed to have lost a precious treasure dear to his

man at all. He failed to protect you and made you suffer

My husband is definitely the best husband in the world! Besides, I’m not suffering at all. Megan

is she insisting that her husband is

Cedrick did not know

felt a familiar urge, almost habitual, to place his trembling hands

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