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.

became a reality, Marguerite didn’t feel the excitement and joy she had in

his feelings to me because of

his feelings to you at the Bluebell Bistro. He filled the restaurant with your favorite flowers and had been planning for days. But then, on the day of his confession, that incident happened. Marguerite, Frederick wouldn’t go to such lengths

it that when Jocelyn told her all this,

Frederick a month ago, he took her to the Bluebell Bistro and mentioned that someone planned a love confession there from three

man who bought the Bluebell Bistro due to

man who wanted to constantly remind himself of

an instant, Marguerite felt

her and Frederick but the truth came too late. If she had known all these earlier, she would have followed Frederick to the airport that day, no matter what. Even if he would curse her, or even hit

be a servant for him in the future, she was willing to follow him, like a tail with no dignity. But it was too late,

her face was covered

trembling, unable to form a complete

didn’t plan to lie. “I once asked Frederick the same question, and he

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