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…”

Pausing mid-sentence and hesitating for 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 fit everyone.”

from the Federal Bureau of Investigation still waiting at the top of the mountain, Charles replied promptly, “It’s fine, Megan. They

sentence, Cedrick interrupted him hoarsely, “It’s okay. Nico and I can sleep on the floor. We just

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

tracks, unable to resist stealing glances

was the only one who remained completely oblivious to Cedrick’s emotions. She was preoccupied

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

just afraid that both of you might be uncomfortable sleeping on

fresh and the scenery is gorgeous.

the border, where they

him, and the atmosphere

atmosphere didn’t extend to everyone. Cedrick’s attention was still fixed on Gwendolyn, who seemed completely unaffected by

anymore?

from Gwendolyn’s face to her slender

ring was still on her left ring

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

meeting his gaze for a second. She then looked away and calmly corrected him, “I don’t

ask, “Then what about the ring on your

looked at her left hand, stroking the smooth surface of the ring.

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 chores.

concealing the look of sorrow

his vision. However, he

thin lips quivered, and his face became

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

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

best husband in the world! Besides, I’m not suffering at

she insisting that her husband is the

know if he

his trembling hands on her knees.

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