Wooing My Ex-Wife

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…”

a while, she continued in a troubled tone, “We only have two beds and a wooden couch at home. I’m afraid we can’t fit

officers from the Federal Bureau of Investigation still waiting at the top of the mountain, Charles

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

check and his frighteningly pale face was concealed

tracks, unable to resist stealing glances at him a

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

the unique aura they’re exuding, they must

no trouble. I’m just afraid that both of you

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

the floor meant nothing to them. They had experienced much worse during their missions at the border, where they had to sleep on the muddy ground without moving a muscle for twelve hours. They endured that torture without

him, and

was still fixed on Gwendolyn,

she really… not remember me anymore? How did things end up

gaze fell from Gwendolyn’s

familiar ring was still on her

up his eyes as he approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next to her, asking in a trembling voice,

before meeting his gaze for a second. She then

about the ring on your left hand?

the ring. With her gaze

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 so fair and clean. I probably love him a lot as well because I keep wearing this ring,” Gwendolyn said with a mixture

quietly on the side, concealing the look of sorrow in his

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

lips quivered, and his face became a canvas of

he seemed to have lost a precious treasure dear to his heart.

at all. He failed to

My husband is definitely the best husband

that her husband is

moment, Cedrick did not know if he should feel sad or

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

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