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.”

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

his sentence, Cedrick interrupted him hoarsely, “It’s okay. 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. Thank you

was concealed by the

to resist stealing glances at him a few more

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

uniforms! They obviously have a powerful background. In addition to the unique aura they’re exuding, they must be either

both of you might

at all. The air here is fresh and

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

with him, and the atmosphere immediately lightened

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

really… not remember me anymore? How did things end up

Gwendolyn’s face to her slender

familiar ring was still on

Gwendolyn and squatted down next to her,

before meeting his gaze for a second. She then looked away

ask, “Then what about the ring on your left hand? You’re married. Don’t you remember who your husband

the smooth surface of the ring. With her gaze

probably treats me very well too and never lets me do any household chores. That’s why my hands are so

listened quietly on the side, concealing the look

fluttered as tears brimmed in his eyes, blurring his vision. However, he stubbornly refused to let his tears

face became a

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

good man at all. He failed to protect you and made

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

husband is the best despite

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

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

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