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?”

of despair and charm,

a harsh beating from Nico now rather than wait for Cedrick to throw him back

well which outcome was best for him, he

carried a sense of

and slammed him hard against

smug face apart. I’d like to see what you’re going to use to charm

was still plastered on his face, and

somberly, “Do you know

herself. I asked Megan about it, and she said she found Gwendolyn in the

hurt? Was she in some kind of accident while escaping? Is that how she

for not being by Gwendolyn’s side

still couldn’t be sure whether Gwendolyn had actually lost her memories based on her behavior earlier. I’m afraid I’d have to

“We’re going back.”

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

smile and said, “Cedrick, you should head back first. I’d

annoying, and I’m still not

Cedrick said nothing else but, “Know your limits. If you stay out here for too long,

it, Cedrick. Don’t

Nico and Charles returned to

rolling up his sleeves as he walked

His face was ashen, but besides the bruise by the corner of his lips that was

eyes were slightly unfocused as well, and he

in her room, which

the house, Megan, who was holding a basin,

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

matter? Why do you look

two men who would spend the night in the living room were on their phones,

think I’m just feeling dizzy because of how cold it was

in concern. “I have some medicine in the house. Let me

it’s fine. I’m quite strong, and I’ll be fine after

gave him a once-over, her concern still apparent. “Are you really just dizzy? Why

smile and explained, “I have some back muscle issues. It’s an old problem. Don’t worry; it’s nothing serious. I’ll be fine

help snickering before clicking his

that won’t do. You’ll need to train more and

and straightened his back before returning to

shut behind him, making the unsteady wooden

stood rooted by the

and he won’t let anyone comment on his

Feel free to tell me if you’re not comfortable sleeping on the floor.

bobbed his head and smiled. “Don’t worry, Megan.

my room now. You

she shut the door

to the house’s shabby condition, the soundproofing

and he could hear the conversation between Gwendolyn and Megan on

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