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."

conversation dwindled as they reached

Morwenna got off, Stuart pulled out his phone and called Norbert. "Grandpa, come to Windcharm Villas for dinner tonight." Norbert was momentarily confused. His grandson actually invited him for dinner? Didn't

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"Yes, I'll be there."

headed to

Mrs. White after their fish shop

back into water tanks by helpful

oxygen equipment, and several dead fish. The

she tended the

Mr. White returned

and managed the shop, he expressed his gratitude. "Morwenna, thank you so much. Once my wife leaves the

hesitated, "But there are still

generously said, "No worries. We'll give them to everyone here as a thank-you for their help today. Take a

fish to neighboring shop owners and closed

I get an advance on my

manage without spending much,

Norbert coming over, she had promised

for an

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