Morwenna suddenly felt homesick.

As a child, there were times when she didn't even have bread to eat. Once famished, she fainted, only to be found by villagers who occasionally brought her food, saying it was leftovers unwanted, to spare her pride.

Morwenna was always grateful and understood the kindness behind their actions.

She bowed to Mrs. White. "Thank you, Mrs. White."

With a smile, she carried the still-flapping fish home. Mrs. White was indeed a good soul.

Life was simple and satisfying.

Stuart's mood darkened by the day.

He had been ignoring Morwenna for several days.

He couldn't believe Morwenna had no hidden agendas.

He had thought she would seek him out when she came to Windcharm Villas.

passed, and the girl hadn't

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and dinner. On July 8th, Ms. Winslet fell off a bike, got yelled at twenty times, and continued with bread. On July 9th, Ms. Winslet stared at a diner's fried

believe

painted a picture of

was she up

wouldn't return to Windcharm Villas and instead chose to work at a fish shop, enduring scolding and bullying day after day.

was thinking, she'd want to

too busy to remember his existence,

report, Stuart ordered indifferently, "Smash that fish shop. Teach them a

bowed. "Yes,

just wouldn't stand for anyone messing with his stuff, not even

that moment, Morwenna was at the market, cleaning

gone to the wholesale market to

White was watching over their

several men in black approached, and without a word, they began to wreak havoc, flipping

slapping their tails

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