How awkwardly did he have to fall to end up hitting the corner of his lips in the process?

Everyone present knew what had actually happened, but they tactfully kept silent as they lifted their utensils and dug in.

After the meal, Gwendolyn went to help Megan with the dishes.

As the men were going to discuss some matters, they grabbed a kerosene lamp and headed out.

The atmosphere was incredibly tense as they walked along the quiet village path.

The three of them walked in complete silence. It wasn’t until they could no longer see the house that Cedrick, who was leading the way, came to a stop.

He then turned around abruptly, his dark eyes shooting Charles a hostile glare.

Charles stuffed his hands in his pocket, calm and casual as ever.

The very sight of his face made Cedrick’s blood boil, and he called out grimly, “Nico.”

Nico instantly understood what Cedrick wanted without needing the latter to spell things out. He took two quick steps forward to grab Charles’ collar and clenched his fist, ready to punch Charles’ face.

Cedrick gave Nico a glance and reminded him, “Don’t hit me in the face. It’ll be too obvious.”

Nico’s fist halted midair and soon changed direction to hit Charles’ stomach.

He swung his fist several times, each time increasing in intensity.

Charles offered no defense or resistance. He remained silent, tightly furrowing his brows, enduring the immense pain inflicted upon him. Only when a metallic scent rushed up his throat did he finally turn his head to the side, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

Nico stopped and let go of his collar. Still not satisfied, he shoved the latter.

Charles stumbled back, leaning heavily against the tree behind him. With one hand pressed against the tree trunk for support, he coughed violently, trying to regain his breath.

Blood seeped out from the corner of his lips, and his face paled. He was in terrible pain.

The sight of Charles’ miserable expression lightened Cedrick’s mood. “I can’t believe you had the audacity to pretend to be Gwenny’s husband. If Gwenny believed you, you would’ve fled with her, right?”

Charles wiped the blood from his lips and licked his teeth. A flippant smile appeared on his face.

“No way, Mr. Jenson. I was just teasing Gwen. Who would’ve thought that even without her memories, she’d still be so sharp?”

Cedrick knitted his brows and gritted his teeth. “You’re asking for it.”

With that, Nico took another step forward and pinned Charles against the tree before punching him several times in the stomach again.

The pain was agonizing, and Charles coughed uncontrollably, but he clenched his jaw and didn’t make a sound.

Cedrick glanced at him coldly. “Why aren’t you dodging?”

“Two big shots of the Federal Bureau of Investigation are trying to hit me. Do you think I could dodge?”

carried an air of despair and charm, and even with blood

than

him, he smiled and asked, “Is

a sense of

shoulders and slammed

for it! I wish I could beat you up all night and tear your smug face apart. I’d like to see what you’re going

face, and he seemed

dissipated, he asked somberly, “Do you know why Gwenny lost

in the field. Gwendolyn was injured and unconscious, so Megan

she in some kind of accident while escaping? Is

himself for

I’m afraid I’d have to bring her to the hospital

“We’re going back.”

he strode away and began walking back up the path they came from. However, the two men behind him made no move to follow. He turned to glance at them, his gaze seemingly questioning, Aren’t you coming? Are you planning to feed the mosquitoes

put on a smile and said, “Cedrick, you should head back first. I’d like to

annoying, and I’m

your limits. If you stay out here for too long,

it, Cedrick.

Charles

his sleeves as he walked into the house, seemingly in a

the bruise by the corner of his lips that was

unfocused as well, and he silently made his way further into

days, Megan had been accommodating Charles by offering him to spend the night in her room, which was further inside the house. As a

Charles limped into the house, Megan, who was

was too late by the time Charles realized he should correct his

do you

spend the night in the living room were on their phones, acting as though his condition had nothing to do

and muttered, “I’m fine. I think I’m just feeling

asked in concern. “I have some medicine in the house. Let me go and look for it. You should take

strong, and I’ll be fine

her concern still apparent. “Are you really just dizzy? Why

It’s an old problem. Don’t worry; it’s nothing serious.

couldn’t help snickering before clicking his

are already giving out? My, that won’t do. You’ll need to train more and improve your health, or else your future

he merely grunted in response and straightened

shut behind him,

stood rooted by the door for a long while

He has a bad temper, and he won’t let anyone comment on his health even though he knows it’s bad. Do go and get some sleep. It’s

Feel free to tell me if

and smiled. “Don’t worry, Megan. We can sleep anywhere.

my room now.

that, she shut the

house’s shabby condition, the soundproofing

hear the conversation between Gwendolyn and Megan on the other side of

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