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?”

face carried an air of despair and charm, and even with blood on his lips, he remained

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

well which outcome was best for him, he smiled and asked, “Is this enough

a sense of

Nico grabbed his shoulders and slammed him hard against

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

smile was still plastered on his face, and he seemed unfazed by

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

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 in some kind of

heart clenched. He was frustrated at himself for not

whether 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 have to wait until

“We’re going back.”

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

should head back first. I’d like to

too annoying, and I’m

but, “Know your limits. If you stay out

Cedrick. Don’t

minutes later, Nico and Charles

his sleeves as he walked into

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

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

offering him to spend the night in her room, which

limped into the house, Megan, who was holding

the time Charles realized he should correct his posture to a normal one, for Megan had already noticed

the matter? Why do you look so battered

who would spend the night in the living room were on their phones, acting as though his

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

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

I’ll be fine after a

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

her a reassuring smile and explained, “I have some back muscle issues. It’s an old problem. Don’t

couldn’t help snickering before clicking

My, that won’t do. You’ll need to train more and improve your health, or else

and straightened his back before returning to his

slammed the door shut behind him, making

could tell that he was angry, and she stood rooted by

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

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

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

to my room

she shut the door

house’s shabby condition, the soundproofing was

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

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