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.”

the Federal Bureau of Investigation still waiting at the top of the

floor. We just need two

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

her tracks, unable to resist stealing glances at him a few more

one who remained completely oblivious to Cedrick’s emotions.

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

I’m just afraid that both of you

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 a

border, where they had to sleep on the muddy ground without moving a muscle

laughed along with him, and the atmosphere immediately

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

me anymore? How did

gaze fell from Gwendolyn’s

was still on her left ring

approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next to her, asking in a trembling voice, “Do you really… not

second. She then looked away and calmly

ask, “Then what about the ring on your left hand? You’re married. Don’t you remember

hand, stroking the smooth surface of the

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 ring,” Gwendolyn said with a

side, concealing the look of sorrow in his

his vision. However, he stubbornly refused to let his tears fall,

and his face became a

treasure dear to his heart. Even his broad

man at all. He failed to protect you and made

best husband in the world! Besides, I’m not suffering at all. Megan treats me very

insisting that her husband is the

did not know if

his trembling hands on her knees. The yearning to touch and embrace her overwhelmed

she would think of him as a perverted hooligan and have

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