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Chapter 368: I’d be Very Upset if We Died

“Oh, Claire!” Julia‘ face flushed with embarrassment as she clutched Claire’s hand, pleadingly

looking at her. “It was really me. It really was…”

Frederick, who had remained silent until now, slowly stood up, brushing sand off his trousers. He then raised his head, glancing first at Claire and finally resting his gaze on Julia. With a slight purse of his lips, he spoke earnestly. “Yes, I saw her shivering with cold and felt a pang of

sympathy.”

Julia was stunned, and Claire was equally taken aback. Sympathy – what an aptly chosen word!

Claire’s eyes widened with surprise and delight. “Fred, what did you just say? I didn’t catch that.”

Sean chuckled softly, walking over to stand beside Frederick, a teasing smile on his lips as he

looked at him.

Julia was almost frozen in shock, staring blankly at Frederick, overwhelmed by the sudden wave of

happiness.

Frederick tilted his head slightly, hands in his pockets, standing upright as he faced Julia again, repeating. “Seeing her cold, I felt sympathy.”

Claire burst into laughter, resembling a joyous little bee, and ran over to Sean. She leaned on Sean’s shoulder, laughing, “Sean, Fred said he felt sympathy!”

Sean nodded, “Yes, I heard. It’s quite rare.”

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rare, it was a once–in–a–lifetime event! Frederick’s past affection for Winona Summers was a vague memory for Sean, who was younger at the time. After that,

old lady knew this, she would probably wake up laughing from her

between Frederick and Julia, then took Sean’s hand and walked away, giving them som

to Julia, who was still in a daze, staring at him like a

368: I’d be Very Upset if We

privacy.

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Frederick walked over to Julia, who was still in a daze, staring at him like

bewildered eyes,

woman as intelligent and bold as Winona Summers, found Julia’s

clumsy demeanor

hand on her head, looking down at her wide,

don’t know how long we’ll be on this island or if we’ll even make it

our last stand, I don’t want you

eyes, mouth agape.

prevent that from

slightly, realizing his words were too

different approach, “Julia, compared to dying, which

out our lives like before, or passing

contemplating Frederick’s words seriously. Julia grew more melancholic. Her

as she slowly shook her head, “Both options

of dying alone and unloved. When I look at Claire and Mr. Sean, I

best years in solitude,

confessing feelings was indeed a

understand his story, he had inadvertently made

head to meet his gaze. With earnest seriousness,

indeed to die here, my biggest regret

I might waste your youth, so

I am quite fond of

Julia gazed at Frederick, his sincerity and his words hitting her like

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