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…”

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

of Investigation still waiting at the top

on the floor. We just need two blankets. It’s dark now, so it’s not

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

to resist stealing glances

completely oblivious to Cedrick’s emotions. She was preoccupied with inspecting Cedrick’s and Nico’s

unique aura they’re exuding, they must be

afraid that both of you might be uncomfortable

Nico replied on behalf of Cedrick, “Not at all. The air here is fresh and the scenery is gorgeous. It’s our honor

on 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

him, and the atmosphere

joyful atmosphere didn’t extend to everyone. Cedrick’s attention was still

not remember me anymore? How did things end up

from Gwendolyn’s face

was still on her left ring

Gwendolyn and squatted down next to her, asking in a trembling voice, “Do you really… not remember

before meeting his gaze for a second. She then looked away and calmly corrected him, “I

as he continued to ask, “Then what about the

stroking the smooth surface of the ring. With her gaze

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

listened quietly on the side, concealing the look

blurring his vision. However, he stubbornly refused to let his tears fall, his pride keeping them

thin lips quivered, and his face became a canvas of

seemed to have lost a precious treasure dear to his heart. Even his broad shoulders

man at all. He failed to protect

his fault. My husband is definitely the best husband in the world! Besides, I’m not suffering at

that her husband is the best despite not

not know if he should feel sad or

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

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