Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love novel Chapter 328

Did the man not know that Chelsea had a boyfriend? How dare he send a postcard to confess his feelings to her?

Boy, he had better not let Hugh find out who he was, or else Hugh would beat his brains out!

Hugh suppressed the urge to tear the postcard into shreds and nervously asked Chelsea, “Chelsea, who sent you this postcard? Do I know that person?”

Only then did Chelsea regain her senses. She said to him, “It’s Lulu. Lulu isn’t dead. She sent me this postcard.”

From the moment she received the postcard and saw its contents, Chelsea knew it was from Lucy.

It was Lucy’s handwriting, and all of these were promises they had made to each other.

These were words that only she and Lucy knew.

It was impossible for anyone else to have sent this postcard.

Chelsea’s emotions were a mess. She was initially ecstatic to know that Lucy was alive, but after the initial happiness came frustration.

She was frustrated at the fact that Lucy had faked her death without even telling her when they were best friends.

That woman was playing with her feelings.

After experiencing joy, anger, and confusion, Chelsea felt despondent. She suspected that it was all just her imagination.

Why else would Lucy not provide an address or a signature?

Fearing that his girlfriend might lose her mind, Hugh earnestly persuaded, “We can’t be sure that Lucy is still alive. Although these are words that only you and Lucy know, they’re still common romantic phrases. What if they were written by a secret admirer…”

As Hugh finished speaking, Chelsea looked at him incredulously. “What are you on about, Hugh? How could it possibly be written by a secret admirer? You’re the only one who loves me.”

Chelsea outright denied it, giving Hugh a sense of relief. As long as the person who wrote the postcard was not someone Chelsea had feelings for, he was content.

“I don’t care. Lulu must have written it. If I want to find out what’s going on, I’ll have to find her.”

Chelsea decided immediately, determined to find Lucy. Hugh felt helpless, worried that his girlfriend might do something foolish. He hurriedly tried to persuade her otherwise. “There’s not even an address on it. How are you going to find her?”

It was a valid concern, but Chelsea was undeterred. She took out the envelope that the postcard came in and said proudly, “I checked the postmark on the envelope. It’s from Charleston. Lucy must have gone to Charleston, so I’ll look for her there.”