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

now rather than wait for Cedrick to throw him back into another high-security

which outcome was best for him, he smiled and asked, “Is this enough to quell your

a sense

his shoulders and

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 to use to charm Gwendolyn without this handsome

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

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

in the field. Gwendolyn was

some kind of accident

was frustrated at himself for not

memories based on her behavior earlier. I’m afraid I’d have to bring her to the hospital for

“We’re going back.”

away and began walking back up the path they came from. However, the two men behind him made no move

you should head back first. I’d like to talk to

too annoying, and I’m still

“Know your limits. If you stay out here for too

Cedrick. Don’t

minutes later, Nico and Charles returned to the

as he walked

against the doorframe, limping. His face was ashen, but besides the bruise by the corner of his lips that was

well, and he silently made

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

house, Megan, who was holding a

his posture to a normal one,

the matter? Why do you look so

room were on

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

have some medicine in the house. Let me go

I’ll be fine after a good

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

have some back muscle issues. It’s an old problem. Don’t worry; it’s nothing serious.

snickering before clicking

your back muscles are already giving out? My, that won’t do.

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

door shut behind him, making the

she stood rooted by the door for a long while in

comment on his health even though he knows

too. Feel free to tell

Megan.

to my room now. You guys

the door to her

shabby condition,

could hear the conversation between Gwendolyn and Megan

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