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

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

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

keep his emotions in check and his frighteningly pale face was concealed by the dim light, his

paused in her tracks, unable to resist stealing

the only one who remained completely oblivious to Cedrick’s

to the unique aura they’re exuding, they must be either from a

just afraid that both of you

air here is fresh and the

the border, where they had to sleep on the muddy ground without moving a muscle for twelve

him, and

still fixed on

me anymore? How did things end up

from Gwendolyn’s face

was still on

hope lit up his eyes as he approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next to her,

She then looked away and calmly corrected him, “I

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

the ring. With her gaze

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

the side, concealing

However, he stubbornly refused to

lips quivered, and his face became

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

at all. He failed to protect you

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

husband is

know if he should

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

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