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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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a once–in–a–lifetime event! Frederick’s past affection for Winona Summers was a vague memory for Sean, who was younger at

this, she would probably

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

who was still in a daze, staring at him

368: I’d be Very Upset if We Died

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to Julia, who was still in a

bewildered

as intelligent and bold as Winona Summers,

clumsy demeanor endearing.

on her head, looking down at her

on this island or if we’ll even make it back alive. Julia,

our last stand, I don’t want you to

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

you prevent that from

slightly, realizing his words were too cryptic for her to

compared to

before, or passing away in this place?”

Julia grew more melancholic.

slowly shook her head, “Both options would be heartrending. But

alone and unloved. When I look at Claire

wasted my best years in solitude, oh…”

hand to his forehead, realized that confessing feelings was indeed

his story, he had

cupped her face gently, lifting her head to meet his gaze.

my biggest regret would be

age difference, that I might waste your

quite fond of you.”

sincerity and his words hitting

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