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 top of the mountain,

can sleep on the floor. We just need two blankets. It’s dark now, so it’s not safe to

he was trying hard to keep his emotions in check and his frighteningly pale face was concealed by the dim light, his hoarse

paused in her tracks, unable to resist

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

a powerful background. In addition to the unique aura they’re exuding, they must be either from a wealthy or

just afraid that both of

here is fresh and the scenery is gorgeous. It’s

where they had to sleep on the muddy ground without moving

along with him, and the atmosphere

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

remember me anymore? How did things end up like

from Gwendolyn’s face to

still

approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next

for a second. She then looked away and calmly corrected

the ring on your left hand? You’re married. Don’t you remember who your

the smooth surface of the ring. With her gaze still

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

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

face became a

lost a precious treasure dear to his heart. Even his

failed to protect

husband in the world! Besides, I’m not suffering at

that her husband is the best despite not

a moment, Cedrick did not know

hands on her knees. The yearning to touch and embrace her

he was afraid that she would think of him as a perverted

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