Chapter 366: Is Crying Useful?

Chapter 366: Is Crying Useful?

At the utterance of those words, Julia Sanders‘ eyes immediately welled up, and she turned her head to gaze at the vast expanse of the sea, a wave of despair washing over her.

As she turned back, the glisten of tears at the corners of her eyes met Frederick’s gaze. Frederick sighed softly, moving closer to Julia, his fingers delicately brushing away the dampness from her eyes. “There’s always a way, don’t worry.”

His attempt at consolation had an unexpected effect. Instead of calming her fears, Julia’s inner turmoil burst forth. She suddenly broke down, a sound akin to a sob escaping her lips as she flung herself into Frederick’s embrace.

“Sniff… It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t insisted on coming to this island, Claire wouldn’t have

agreed. Sniff… It’s all my fault…”

A faint fragrance of a young woman enveloped Frederick, causing him to freeze momentarily. Uncertain his hands hovered, unsure of what to do. In moments like these, the more fragile someone’s state of

mind, the more likely they are to unravel. Clearly, Julia’s mental defenses had crumbled at this

moment.

Her desolate cries and trembling shoulders pierced Frederick’s heart like needles. He slowly lowered

his head, observing the girl burying her face against his chest. Suddenly feeling a pang of

compassion, after a moment of hesitation, his hands tenderly enclosed Julia.

“It’s not just you who wanted to come here. We all did, Julia. Don’t shoulder all the blame on

yourself. In moments like these, we need to stay calm.”

“Sob…”

Julia couldn’t stop crying. “I want to stay calm too, but I can’t! This remote place, no fresh water,

food. The four of us, that little we have won’t last long… Sob… We’re done

Claire’s eyes also reddened, but having weathered numerous storms,

psyche was stronger than that

slowly setting in the west. “It gets cold by the sea at night, and we don’t have tents or anything. Let’s gather some branches, light a fire tonight, and focus on

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arms so distraught, he

her feet, and the two headed back

branches on the ground. Sean and Claire picked

to ignite, cradling them in their arms, then gathered some thicker branches

were full before returning.

glint of curiosity shimmering in her deep brown eyes. “Sean, I can’t tell if you have an extraordinary composure

hint of panic on your face?”

situation. Is panicking and making a fuss useful at times like this? If even

about you

with such equanimity that Claire couldn’t detect anything awry. She

you’re absolutely right!”

these back, and then let’s take another look in the woods to

starve out here.”

emerged from her emotional state. Seeing Sean and Claire bustling about, she felt a

from her face and stood up, suddenly infused with determination. “Since it’s come to this, let’s focus

after Sean and Frederick scoured the woods, they found

had set, and the sky grew darker. Sean

a small pile.

helplessly at Frederick.

men who smoked, but Sean rarely

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grew darker. Sean

search in his pocket, he pulled out a lighter, looking helplessly at Frederick. “Thank goodness I smoke. Otherwise, without a lighter, we’d be rubbing sticks together

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