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.”

Investigation still waiting at the top of the mountain, Charles replied promptly, “It’s

the floor. We just

emotions in check and his frighteningly pale face was concealed by

unable to resist stealing glances at him

Cedrick’s emotions. She was preoccupied with inspecting Cedrick’s and

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

of you might be uncomfortable sleeping on

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

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

him, and the

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

remember me anymore? How

from Gwendolyn’s face

ring was still on her left ring

up his eyes as he approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next

a second. She then looked away and calmly corrected

the ring on your left hand?

smooth surface of the ring. With her gaze

a husband. He probably treats me very well too and never lets me do any household chores.

quietly on the side, concealing the look of sorrow in

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

and his face became

treasure dear to his heart. Even his broad

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

seriously, “It’s not his fault. My husband is definitely the best husband in the

husband is the

Cedrick did not know if he should feel sad

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

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