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?”

air of despair and charm, and even with blood on his lips,

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

he smiled and asked,

tone carried a sense of

his shoulders and slammed him

you up all night and tear your smug face apart. I’d like to see what you’re

was still plastered on his face, and he seemed unfazed

Cedrick’s anger dissipated, he asked somberly,

the field. Gwendolyn was injured and unconscious, so Megan brought her back out

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

He was frustrated at himself for not

Gwendolyn had actually lost her memories based on her behavior earlier. I’m afraid I’d have to bring her to the hospital for a checkup. That’ll

“We’re going back.”

no move to follow. He turned to glance at them, his gaze seemingly questioning, Aren’t you

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

and I’m still not

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

Cedrick. Don’t

Nico and Charles returned

walked into the house, seemingly

was ashen, but besides the bruise by the corner of his lips that was there before he left the house, there were no other signs of injuries on

and he silently made his way further into

to spend the night in her room,

limped into the house, Megan, who was holding a basin, happened to

time Charles realized he should correct his posture to a normal one, for

Why do you look

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

forced out a smile and muttered, “I’m fine. I think I’m just feeling dizzy because of

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

strong, and I’ll be fine after

gave him a once-over, her concern still apparent. “Are you

reassuring 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 in

snickering

years old, but your back muscles are already giving out? My, that won’t do. You’ll need to train more and improve your health, or else your future wife is going to despise

response and straightened his back before returning

behind him, making the unsteady wooden

could tell that he was angry, and she stood rooted

comforted her, “Just ignore him, Megan. He has a bad temper, and he won’t let anyone comment on his health even though he knows it’s bad.

two of you should rest earlier too. Feel free to tell

his head and smiled. “Don’t worry, Megan. We can sleep anywhere. This mattress is good

be going back to my room

shut the

house’s shabby condition, the soundproofing was

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