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.

Zoe for help while she fumbled with

tub full of cold water and blushed with embarrassment. She felt foolish

Morwenna waited for Zoe.

strode into

her standing in the bathroom, Stuart walked straight toward her without

cold water. His gaze turned icy. Sarcastically, Stuart sneered, "Oh, playing the sick and pitiful card in front of me by taking cold showers? You know how to

but being wrongly accused

face. "I just don't know how to

shower, drenching Morwenna from head to toe. Caught off-guard, she shielded her eyes and asked, "Stuart, what are

ever, Stuart scoffed, "You like cold showers, huh? I'll

seeped into her clothes, uncomfortably hugging her under-the-weather

was like a cruel

Morwenna wasn't one to take

to snatch

Stuart was too tall, and she couldn't reach

charged and pushed him hard, causing them to tumble into the bathtub,

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