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.

sentence, Cedrick interrupted him hoarsely, “It’s okay. Nico and I can sleep on the floor. We just need two blankets. It’s dark now, so it’s not safe to

his emotions in check and his frighteningly pale face was concealed by the dim

resist stealing glances

who remained completely oblivious to Cedrick’s emotions. She was preoccupied with

have a powerful background. In addition to the unique aura

of you might be uncomfortable sleeping

on behalf of Cedrick, “Not at all. The air here is fresh and the scenery is gorgeous. It’s our honor to be able to stay here for

They had experienced much worse during their missions at the border, where they had to sleep on the muddy ground without moving a muscle for twelve hours. They endured that torture

along with him, and the

still fixed on Gwendolyn, who seemed

not remember me anymore? How

from Gwendolyn’s face to her slender

familiar ring was still on her left

eyes as he approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next to her, asking in a

remained silent before meeting his gaze for a second. She then looked away and calmly corrected him, “I don’t

continued to ask, “Then what about the ring on your left

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

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

listened quietly on the side, concealing the look of

However, he stubbornly refused to let his tears fall, his pride keeping them

his face became a

seemed to have lost a precious treasure dear to his heart.

a good man at all. He failed

seriously, “It’s not his fault. My husband is definitely the best husband in the

husband

Cedrick did not know

to place his trembling hands on her knees.

would think of him as a perverted hooligan and have a bad

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