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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