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?”

and charm, and even with blood on his lips,

now rather than wait for Cedrick to throw him

which outcome was best for him, he

carried a

and slammed him hard

asking for it! I wish I could beat you up all night and tear your smug face apart. I’d like

on his face,

most of Cedrick’s anger dissipated, he asked somberly, “Do you

his head. “Not quite. Gwendolyn doesn’t remember anything herself. I asked Megan about it, and she said she found Gwendolyn in the field. Gwendolyn was injured and unconscious, so Megan brought her back out of kindness. She’s been like this ever

kind of accident while escaping? Is that

frustrated at himself for not being by Gwendolyn’s side to protect

actually lost her memories based on her behavior earlier. I’m

“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

and said, “Cedrick, you should head back first.

too annoying, and I’m

Cedrick said nothing else but, “Know your limits. If you

Cedrick. Don’t

and Charles

he walked into the house, seemingly in

bruise by the corner of his lips

unfocused as well, and

the night in her room, which was further inside the house. As a result, she

was holding

was too late by the time Charles realized he should correct his posture to a normal one, for Megan had

do you

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

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

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

strong, and I’ll be

still apparent. “Are you really just dizzy? Why are you holding

muscle issues. It’s an old problem. Don’t worry; it’s nothing serious. I’ll be fine in a

help snickering before clicking

Newton, you’re only thirty 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

but he merely grunted in response and straightened his back before returning to

behind him, making the

angry, and she stood rooted by the door for a long

bad temper, and he won’t let anyone comment on his health even though he knows it’s bad. Do go

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

head and smiled. “Don’t worry, Megan. We

room

shut the door to

shabby condition, the soundproofing was

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

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