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…”

for 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

at the top

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

in check and his frighteningly pale face was concealed

in her tracks, unable to resist stealing

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

obviously have a powerful background. In addition to the unique aura

no trouble. I’m just afraid that both of you might be uncomfortable sleeping on

on behalf of Cedrick, “Not at all. The air here is fresh and the scenery is

during their missions at the border, where they had to sleep on the

along with him, and the atmosphere immediately

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

remember me anymore? How did things end

fell from Gwendolyn’s face to

familiar ring was still on her left

glimmer of hope lit up his eyes as he approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next

before meeting his gaze for a second. She then

what about the ring on

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

I can’t take it off. Maybe… I have a husband. He probably treats me very well too and never lets

side, concealing the look of

his vision. However, he stubbornly refused to

his face became a canvas of

lost a precious treasure dear to his heart. Even his broad shoulders trembled,

all. He failed to

“It’s not his fault. My husband is definitely the best husband in the world!

husband is the best despite not remembering

know if he should feel sad

trembling hands on her knees. The yearning to touch and embrace her

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