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.

a reality, Marguerite didn’t feel the excitement and

confessing his feelings to

at the Bluebell Bistro. He filled the restaurant with your favorite flowers and

when Jocelyn told her all this, Marguerite felt

to the Bluebell Bistro and mentioned that someone planned a love confession there from three

Bistro due

remind himself of his foolish past

an instant, Marguerite felt

earlier, she would have followed

she was willing to follow him, like a tail with

lifted her head, her face was

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

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

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