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.”

Bureau of Investigation still waiting at the top of the

okay. 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

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

resist stealing glances at

one who remained completely oblivious to Cedrick’s emotions.

They obviously have a powerful background. In addition to the unique aura they’re exuding, they must be either from

that both of you might be uncomfortable sleeping on the

on behalf of Cedrick, “Not at all. The air here is fresh and the scenery is gorgeous. It’s our

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

laughed along with him, and the atmosphere

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

remember me anymore? How did

from Gwendolyn’s face to her

familiar ring was still on her left ring

hope lit up his eyes as he approached Gwendolyn and squatted down next to her, asking in a trembling

meeting his gaze for a second. 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 who

hand, stroking the smooth surface of the ring. With her gaze

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 mixture of

side, concealing the look of sorrow in

eyes, blurring his vision. However, he stubbornly refused to

lips quivered, and his face became a canvas

treasure dear to his heart. Even his broad shoulders

at all. He failed to protect you and made you

is definitely the best husband in the world! Besides, I’m not suffering at all.

insisting that her husband is

did not know if he should feel sad or

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

she would think of him as a perverted hooligan and

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