Preslie felt a little uneasy.
She wanted to check on Yesseca, but she was scared of disturbing her alone time. Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, Preslie couldn't hold back anymore and went to the balcony once again, saying, "It's late. You should get to sleep."
Only then did Yesseca retract her gaze from the sky.
She said, "Preslie. You go to sleep first. I'll go to bed later."
It was probably going to be a sleepless night for her.
Ever since she met Tremaine, she had been in a bad mood. How could she still be in the mood to sleep?
Preslie asked uneasily, "Yesseca, what happened to you?"
Yesseca fell silent.
Preslie continued, "You've been sitting on the balcony in a daze since you came back. You're making me worried. Can you tell me what happened?"
Seeing Preslie's anxious expression, Yesseca took a deep breath and said, "Do you know when I liked to make dessert?"
Preslie was speechless.
She couldn't help but be stunned as Yesseca was not answering her question.
Before she could speak, Yesseca continued, "When I was in Nashaland, I was too bored in Quartley Palace, so I took on baking. Who knew I would fall in love with it."
"At that time, all the desserts I made went to Tremaine, but he didn't like eating desserts, to begin with. I said nothing about it, and in fact, I was quite upset because no one wants their beloved hating the things that they made."
Speaking of this, Yesseca let out a bitter laugh.
The past was like the wind.
If it weren't for the meeting with Tremaine that night, she probably wouldn't have thought of these past events.
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