Morwenna looked down, her voice barely above a whisper. "It does hurt quite a bit."

Stuart was close enough to catch the scent of antiseptic mixed with her natural fragrance, which overwhelmed his senses.

He felt an inexplicable wave of fatigue wash over him.

What was the reason? Was it just the smell?

Perhaps taking her home would reveal more.

Recently, Morwenna's demeanor toward him had subtly shifted.

But Stuart was getting antsy about the slow progress. He was never the type to patiently baby someone along.

After treating Morwenna's wound, Stuart said, "Grandpa's coming over for dinner tonight. You should come to Windcharm Villas."

At the mention of Norbert, Morwenna's eyes softened.

She nodded immediately. "Okay, I'll pick up some groceries later and head over."

dwindled as they

come to Windcharm Villas for dinner tonight." Norbert was momentarily confused. His

hearing a response, Stuart asked irritably, "So, you coming over or what?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

"Yes, I'll be there."

headed to the

White

scattered fish had been collected back into

some damaged oxygen equipment, and several dead

cleaning up, she tended the

o'clock, Mr. White

managed the shop, he expressed his gratitude. "Morwenna, thank you so much. Once my wife leaves the hospital, we'll properly thank you. It's

hesitated, "But there are

everyone here as a thank-you for their help today. Take a couple for

neighboring shop owners and closed

asked, "Mr. White, could I get an advance on my salary? Just

manage without spending much, maybe just eating simple

she had promised

voice trailed off, embarrassed at asking for an advance

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