As Morwenna saw someone harassing Mrs. White, the nearby vendors quickly gathered around.

"What's going on here? What's everyone doing?"

"Can't we talk this out? Why resort to violence?"

"If you lay another hand on her, we're calling the cops."

More and more people crowded around, and a few men glanced at the ruined fish shop, exchanging looks before deciding, "Let's go."

The aggressors left.

Morwenna turned to help Mrs. White stand up but noticed her pale face and labored breathing.

"Mrs. White, are you okay?" Morwenna exclaimed in concern.

A woman from the next shop hurried over, "It looks like she's having an episode. Where's her medication?".

Mrs. White managed to gasp. "I ran out." she murmured.

The crowd gasped, immediately thrown into a flurry of worry.

call

already called one, but it'll take

to turn out bad,

her lip,

petite, while Mrs. White carried a bit

shapes made onlookers worried that Morwenna might not

"Morwenna, where are you

adjusted Mrs. White on her back and explained, "The market streets are too narrow for the ambulance to get through. I'm taking Mrs. White to the Windcharm Villas entrance. It'll be faster that way." "Why don't you let me carry

need. Thank you all for today, and could you keep an eye on the shop for

Morwenna had sped off out of the

ran fast, and when she reached

was strong, but carrying a woman over a hundred and forty pounds and running was indeed

White listened to

familiar car pulled up beside

to go around, but the

sweat-drenched Morwenna, frowning. What was she

kick another while

planned to intervene, but Fletcher once mentioned that to win a woman's heart, he should help her when she needed help, even if the trouble was his doing. Stuart offered bluntly, "Get in. Where are you going? I'll

eyes lit up. "Thanks,

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