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 troubled tone, “We only have two beds and a wooden couch at home. I’m afraid we

waiting at the top of the mountain, Charles replied promptly, “It’s fine, Megan. They don’t need

him hoarsely, “It’s okay. Nico and I can sleep on the floor. We just need two blankets. It’s dark now, so it’s not safe to leave the

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

in her tracks, unable to resist stealing

oblivious to Cedrick’s emotions. She

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

of you might be uncomfortable sleeping on

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

on the floor meant nothing to them. They had experienced much worse during their missions at the border, where they had

and the

to everyone. Cedrick’s attention was still fixed on Gwendolyn, who

anymore? How did things

Gwendolyn’s

familiar ring was still

faint glimmer of hope lit up his eyes as he approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next to her, asking in a

a second. She then looked away and

what about the ring on your

the smooth surface of the

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

concealing

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

and his face became a canvas of regret and

he seemed to have lost a precious treasure dear to

failed

husband in the world!

insisting that her husband is the best despite

a moment, Cedrick did not know

almost habitual, to place his trembling hands on her

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