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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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past affection for Winona Summers was a vague memory for Sean, who was younger at the time. After that, Frederick lived a life of asceticism for over two decades, hardly glancing at another

would probably

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

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

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privacy.

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who was still in a daze, staring at him

bewildered eyes,

as intelligent and bold as

clumsy demeanor

her head, looking down at her wide, bright eyes, and chuckled

how long we’ll be on this island or if we’ll even make it back

stand, I don’t want you to be upset.”

eyes, mouth agape. “I’d be very upset if we

prevent that from

were too cryptic for her to understand.

compared to dying, which would upset you more

out our lives like before, or passing away

seriously. Julia grew more melancholic.

her head, “Both options would be heartrending. But what saddens

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

best years in solitude,

that confessing feelings was indeed a challenging

making Julia understand his story, he had

cupped her face gently, lifting her head to

are indeed to die here, my

our age difference, that I might waste your youth, so I’ve been repressing my

I am quite fond

Julia gazed at Frederick, his sincerity and his words hitting

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