the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 243: The Man is Like a Puppy, Playing the Sympathy C

Delphine’s gaze shifted slightly, not expecting Jocelyn Yeager to say such words upon coming here.

"How did you know this is the life I dream of?" Her dream life was very peaceful, with a big house, flowers planted in the yard, facing the sea. She could go fishing in the ocean, plant vegetables and raise ducks nearby, living a simple, self-sufficient life, just like when she lived with her grandmother during childhood.

She had mistakenly entered this place of extravagance, yet all her heart desired was such a life.

"Because that’s also what I dream of. Neither of us belongs in the Southern Seas. You don’t covet power or wealth, and I’m weary of scheming and manoeuvring. Delphine, even if we can’t be lovers, we could still be good friends, good neighbors, better than ending up lonely till old age." Jocelyn’s gentle face flashed a hint of lancholy.

Delphine’s eyes moistened. If Jocelyn had said these words five years ago, perhaps she would still have dread of it. But the longer she lived in the Southern Seas, the deeper her entanglent, and she herself wasn’t sure if she could get out of this quagmire.

"You should go. I know the Squire siblings have saved your life, I won’t make things difficult for Griffith at this juncture. But after this, there are still the Cloud Family and the Leclair Family, with Ignatius Leclair holding fort. Be careful." Jocelyn sighed softly, his handso face showing a slight trace of gentle sorrow, about to speak but holding back.

Delphine nodded and turned to head towards Griffith Squire. After taking two steps, she looked back and saw Jocelyn still standing under the bauhinia tree, his figure forlorn and lonely, his gaze tinged with a hidden pain. Upon seeing her turn around, he tried hard to muster a casual smile.

Delphine was montarily dazed. Jocelyn is this kind of person, always silently protecting from afar, never speaking even when hurt.

"Besides sugarcane fields and durians, what else is planted there?" she asked softly, her voice dispersed by the wind.

"There are also bananas. The island has great sunlight and soil, you can plant whatever you want." Jocelyn’s gaze burst with a hint of delight.

Delphine nodded and turned to walk towards the viewing platform.

Griffith was getting a bit impatient, seeing Reginald acting like a little wolf pup, playing the pity card. He sneered at himself for not realizing earlier. So Delphine, who seed indifferent and aloof, actually had a softer heart than anyone; it seems he had better learn from shaless Reginald and gain so favor.

The Yeager family didn’t really stop anyone, and Griffith’s group continued climbing the steps. Reginald hinted that there were still two more checkpoints after this.

After ascending nearly a hundred steps, everyone finally saw the second checkpoint by the grandstand. Leading was a man of extraordinary elegance and charm, dressed in a white casual outfit, an exceptionally striking presence among the crowd.

"Sylvester Cloud of the Cloud Family." Sylvester’s gaze drifted over Griffith, pausing on Delphine’s face for half a second, then he smiled and introduced himself.

Neither Delphine nor Griffith knew this man, but behind them, Dongzi trembled slightly and said softly, "Miss Delphine, this is the eldest young master of the Cloud Family, known as the heartthrob in the Southern Seas. Won leap to their deaths over him daily. Because he was too popular, the Cloud Family’s head sent him away in anger a long ti ago. If the won of the Southern Seas knew he was back, they would probably go crazy again."

Delphine nodded. The Cloud Family in the Southern Seas truly was an unusually low-key family. She had been back for so long, yet this was the first ti she was seeing soone from the Cloud Family.

When a handso man ets another handso man, jealousy arises. Griffith squinted his eyes, finding Sylvester unpleasant no matter how he looked.

He had always been smug about his devilishly handso looks. Since coming to the Southern Seas, there was Ignatius Leclair in terms of noble elegance, Reginald in terms of gentleness, and now, unexpectedly, a dashing and charismatic Sylvester Cloud appeared, triggering a sudden sense of crisis. After seeing so many outstanding n, Delphine might beco immune to his looks, seems like he would have to rely on physical appeal to prevail.