After finishing their spaghetti, Stuart hadn't left the house. He sat on the couch, eyes closed, appearing mentally drained.

Morwenna felt uncomfortably dirty when still covered in dirt and sweat from a fever.

Yet, she hesitated to take a cold shower.

It wasn't the illness she feared but the inconvenience it might cause others.

Tentatively, Morwenna approached Stuart and whispered, "Stuart, can you please... show me how to get the hot water running?"

Stuart wasn't asleep, but he reclined on the couch with his eyes shut, clearly not in the mood to interact.

Morwenna couldn't continue.

Usually bright and cheerful, she felt awkward and constrained, alone with a man for the first time in many years.

Ignored by Stuart, she quietly retreated to her room.

bathroom, Morwenna called Zoe for help while she fumbled with

at the tub full of cold water and blushed with embarrassment. She felt foolish for not learning even after calling

Morwenna waited for Zoe.

Stuart strode

her standing in the bathroom, Stuart walked

filled with cold water. His gaze turned icy. Sarcastically, Stuart sneered, "Oh, playing the sick and pitiful card in front of me by

but being wrongly accused was something she couldn't

me wrong!" she protested, puffing up her face. "I just don't

from head to toe. Caught off-guard, she shielded her eyes and asked,

like cold showers, huh? I'll ensure you get

seeped into her

was like a

wasn't one

at Stuart, attempting to snatch the

too tall,

pushed him hard, causing them to tumble into the

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