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…”

and hesitating for a while, she continued in a troubled tone, “We only have two beds and a wooden couch at

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

and I can sleep on the floor. We just need two blankets. It’s dark now, so it’s not safe to leave the mountains. Thank you for your hospitality,

his emotions in check and his frighteningly pale face was concealed

her tracks, unable to resist stealing

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

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

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

here is fresh and the scenery is gorgeous. It’s our

worse during their missions at the border, where they had to

and the

attention was still fixed

anymore? How did things end

gaze fell from Gwendolyn’s face

familiar ring was still on her left ring

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

a second. She then looked

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

left hand, stroking the smooth surface of the ring. With her

it off. Maybe… I have a husband. He probably treats me very well too and never lets me do any

quietly on the side, concealing the look of

vision. However, he stubbornly refused to let his tears

quivered, and his face

have lost a precious treasure dear to his heart. Even his broad shoulders trembled, making him appear

failed to protect you and made

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

that her husband

not know if he should feel

familiar urge, almost habitual, to place his trembling hands on her knees.

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