Marguerite froze on the spot. She was surprised at Jocelyn’s anxiety.

Jocelyn glance towards Powell, ensuring that Powell was still sound asleep before she let out a small sigh, looking at Marguerite with a complex expression.

It took a moment for Marguerite to respond, her calm demeanor was like a lake that had just been hit with a stone, instantly sinking.

For some reason, her nose felt sour, and tears began to fall one by one. “Jocelyn… What did you say? Can you, say it again?”

Jocelyn reached out to clean the tears from Marguerite’s cheeks, her voice softened.

“I said, Frederick was in love with you.”

Frederick had been in love with her? Marguerite suddenly recalled a dream she had one night. In the dream, Frederick confessed his love for her.

In the dream, Marguerite was ecstatic, dancing with joy while holding Frederick.

and joy she had in her

he give up on confessing his feelings to me because of

Bluebell Bistro. He filled the restaurant with your favorite flowers and had been planning for days. But then, on the

that when Jocelyn told her all

she reunited with Frederick a month ago, he took her to the

Bluebell Bistro due

man who wanted to constantly remind himself of his

felt an

late. If she had known all these earlier, she would have followed Frederick to

had to be a servant for him in the future, she was willing to follow him, like

lifted her head, her face

Jocelyn with a glimmer of hope, her voice trembling, unable to form a complete

wipe Marguerite’s tears, sighing, she didn’t plan to lie. “I once asked Frederick the

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255