Except for him, Charles, Nico, and Megan were all looking at Gwendolyn, waiting for her to make a decision.

Staring at the beans in her hands, Gwendolyn cast her gaze downward instead of replying immediately.

Megan smiled. “Both of them are so handsome. It’s indeed hard to choose. If I were you, I’d choose both of them.”

Although she intended to ease the tense atmosphere, none of the three men laughed along with her.

It was merely a lighthearted joke, yet they seemed to treat this matter with utmost importance.

Awkwardly, Megan stopped smiling and fell silent.

Faced with their stares, Gwendolyn maintained her composure, but a slight pout of unhappiness was evident on her lips. “I won’t choose any of them. I don’t know him, so why should I choose him to be my husband?”

Cedrick’s heart ached, as if a dagger had just pierced it. He gulped, feeling a bitter taste rising in his throat.

He was in so much pain that he felt the urge to tear up. Lowering his gaze, he struggled to suppress his rising emotions.

Nico’s expression was grim, too. He stood quietly beside Cedrick and felt sorry when he saw how pale his employer looked.

Charles’ expression was just as gloomy as the other two men.

His guess was correct. Gwendolyn, after losing her memories, would not choose Cedrick.

However, he wasn’t at all happy. After everything he did for the past few days, Gwendolyn had grown familiar with him and was willing to trust him. Yet, when it came to choosing between Charles and Cedrick, who seemed like a stranger to her, she still did not choose Charles.

The three men stood in the courtyard, stiff as statues.

Megan couldn’t stand the rigid atmosphere and brought out a few stools for them to sit on.

She then turned to Charles and inquired, “Do your guests want to stay for dinner? It’s getting late, and the nights can be quite dark in the mountains. They might need to stay overnight, but…”

Pausing mid-sentence and hesitating for a while, she continued in a troubled tone, “We only have two beds and a wooden couch at home. I’m afraid we can’t fit everyone.”

Bureau of Investigation still waiting at the top of the mountain, Charles

Nico and I can sleep on the floor. We just need two blankets. It’s dark now, so it’s not safe to leave the mountains. Thank you

frighteningly pale face was concealed by the dim light, his hoarse voice was evidence that he was on

unable to resist stealing glances at him a few more

the only one who remained completely oblivious to Cedrick’s emotions. She was preoccupied with inspecting

addition to the unique aura they’re exuding, they must be either

I’m just afraid that both of you might be

at all. The air here is fresh and the scenery is gorgeous.

to them. They had experienced much worse during their missions at the border, where they had to sleep on the muddy ground without moving a

him, and

joyful atmosphere didn’t extend to everyone. Cedrick’s attention was still fixed on Gwendolyn,

remember me anymore? How did things end

fell from Gwendolyn’s face to her

ring was still on her

squatted down

She then looked away and calmly

heart clenched once again as he continued to ask, “Then what about the ring on your left hand? You’re married. Don’t you remember

of the ring. With her gaze still

take it off. Maybe… I have a husband. He probably treats me very well too and never lets me do any household chores. That’s why my hands are so fair and clean. I probably love him a lot as well because I keep wearing this

the side, concealing the

fluttered as tears brimmed in his eyes, blurring his vision. However, he stubbornly refused to let his tears fall, his

and his face became a

dear to his heart. Even his broad

not a good man at all. He failed to protect you and

the best husband in

husband is

Cedrick did not know if he should feel sad or

place his trembling hands on her knees. The yearning to touch

of him as a perverted hooligan and have a bad

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