Stuart groggily observed the woman straddling his waist, one hand clutching his shirt at the chest, the other balled into a fist.

He felt a headache.

He just woke up, and his voice was as hoarse as a bass drum. "Drop it."

Recognising Stuart was totally awake and his hold on her neck was lessening, Morwenna's face ballooned up in indignation, looking like a miffed squirrel, she retorted "What about you let go of my neck first, huh?!" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Stuart released his hold, noticing the purplish bruises on Morwenna's neck. His gaze flickered momentarily.

He muttered, "Who let you in?"

Morwenna suddenly felt guilty. "I saw you weren't up at this hour and thought you might have passed out. Just came to check."

With those words, her guilt intensified.

Before she entered, Stuart had been sleeping soundly, undisturbed.

After her entrance, Stuart's handsome face bore a bruise, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

Morwenna was about to say something to mend the situation.

Feeling her unusually high body temperature through his clothes as she sat on his waist, Stuart finally scowled, "How long do you plan on sitting there?"

it would take to stir the real emotions of

discussion, she might suggest, "Try punching

she was still sitting on

in the wrong, but there was this nagging thought

had barged into his room, climbed

she reacted out of defense

had instigated it by going for her neck first, and her response

Morwenna felt she was somewhat

I'm sorry

Morwenna quickly fled Stuart's

stairs,

and here she was, striking him on the second day of their marriage. She worried about

at the blood at the corner of his

like a lake disturbed by a

the Hetfield's Homestead. Nobody dared intrude into his room. And

situation since coming into

had hurt

the marks on her neck, he knew the force he had

fear him.

rare emotional fluctuation suppressed the

Morwenna reheated breakfast downstairs

she greeted him with a sincere smile, "Stuart, breakfast

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