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

at the top of the mountain, Charles replied promptly, “It’s fine, Megan.

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 mountains.

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

to resist stealing glances at him

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

In addition to the unique aura they’re exuding, they must be either from a wealthy or

of you might be uncomfortable sleeping on

and the

much worse during their missions at the border, where they had to sleep on the muddy ground without moving a muscle for twelve hours. They

along with him, and the atmosphere immediately

didn’t extend to everyone. Cedrick’s attention was still fixed on Gwendolyn,

she really… not remember me anymore? How

fell from Gwendolyn’s face to her slender

still on

glimmer of hope lit up his eyes as he approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next to her, asking in a trembling voice, “Do you really… not

his gaze for a second. She then looked away and calmly corrected

continued to ask, “Then what about the ring on your

the smooth surface of the ring.

very well too and never lets me do any

listened quietly on the side, concealing

However, he stubbornly refused to let his tears

lips quivered, and his face became a canvas of regret

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

not a good man at all. He failed to protect you and made you suffer so

My husband is definitely the best husband in the world!

she insisting that her husband is the best despite not remembering

moment, Cedrick did not know if he should feel sad or

to place his trembling hands on her knees.

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