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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nodded in agreement, having never met

Stuart stayed quiet.

the mood finally lightened up

she was greeted by

people sit together, enjoying

to have been fired? How dare she sit across from Stuart at the table!" Adelaide cursed

seen on this morning's trending news that Stuart had been

photo where a woman clang to Stuart's

just a back view, Adelaide

to give that

in

to check with Barclay. She

now, she was witnessing this

collapsing, wanting to scream and cry, but

"Stuart, I

replied calmly, "It's nothing, just a minor scratch on

to Stuart, angling herself so that she seemed to be clinging to

as if making up her mind, she said firmly, "Stuart, I'm so worried about you. I want to stay at Windcharm

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