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.

a week had passed, and the girl

she went there

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the day gutting fish at the market. The vendor was rude and scolded her fifteen times, and she had bread for lunch and dinner. On July 8th, Ms. Winslet fell off a

couldn't believe his

painted a picture of her

was

wouldn't return to Windcharm Villas and instead chose to work at a fish shop,

what Stuart was thinking,

was too busy to remember his existence, let alone perform for

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

assistant bowed.

wasn't exactly coming to Morwenna's rescue. He just wouldn't stand for anyone messing with

Morwenna was at the market, cleaning her

White had gone to the wholesale market to

was watching

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

everywhere, slapping their

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