Fletcher shot Stuart a glance and muttered under his breath, "Was that necessary?"

Did he really have to wait for her to come back just to change his bandages in front of her, making a show of his wounds?

Stuart was really being a jerk!

Fletcher swiftly rewrapped Stuart's bandages.

Morwenna reddened her eyes with sympathy.

They headed downstairs for breakfast.

The atmosphere at the dining table was too silent.

Fletcher tried to lighten the mood, "Mrs. Hetfield, your cooking is amazing. Can I crash here more often for meals?"

"Of course, just give me a call next time. I'll prepare some extra dishes for you."

This time, with Stuart's injury, Fletcher had been a great help. She felt she should be more gracious towards him. Fletcher, with a sly grin, chimed in, "This dish would be even better with some parsley."

"Stuart doesn't like parsley."

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having never

Stuart stayed quiet.

banter, the mood finally

Adelaide entered, she was greeted by

sit together, enjoying

dare she sit across from Stuart at the

morning's trending news

photo where a woman clang to

it was just a back view, Adelaide

he was going to give that maid a piece

did she end up in a

check with Barclay. She

she was witnessing

collapsing, wanting to scream and cry, but the last

close, looking concerned, "Stuart,

calmly, "It's nothing, just a

angling herself so that she seemed to be clinging to him without

you. I want to stay at Windcharm Villas to take care of you." Morwenna stiffened as she ate.

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