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."

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