Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 786

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.”

top of the mountain, Charles replied promptly, “It’s fine, Megan.

the floor. We just need two blankets. It’s dark now, so it’s not

his emotions in check and his frighteningly pale face was concealed by the dim light, his hoarse voice was evidence that he was

in her tracks, unable to resist stealing glances

remained completely oblivious to Cedrick’s emotions. She

unique aura they’re exuding, they must be either from a

afraid that both of you

is fresh and the scenery is gorgeous. It’s

at the border, where they had to sleep on the

laughed along with him, and the atmosphere immediately lightened

everyone. Cedrick’s attention was still

she really… not remember me anymore? How did things

gaze fell from Gwendolyn’s face

still on her left ring

glimmer of hope lit up his eyes as he approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next to her, asking in a trembling voice, “Do you

gaze for a second. She then looked away

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

at her left hand, stroking the smooth surface of the ring. With her gaze still cast downward, she shook

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

listened quietly on the side, concealing the look of sorrow in

blurring his vision. However, he stubbornly refused

his face became a

moment, he seemed to have lost a precious treasure dear to his heart. Even his broad shoulders trembled,

failed to protect you and made you

is definitely the best husband in

she insisting that her husband is the best despite

moment, Cedrick did not know if he

familiar urge, almost habitual, to place his trembling hands on her knees. The yearning to

think of him as a perverted hooligan and have a bad

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