Holding her waist gently, Fletcher lifted her up.

It wasn't until Fletcher felt her soft body in his hands that he realized what he was doing, which made his face slightly pale.

"What am I doing right under Stuart's watchful eyes?" he thought.

Then, a crisp and lively voice rang out, "Thank you, Dr. Vaughn."

Suddenly, Fletcher was glad he had intervened.

Otherwise, the poor girl would have been in a real pickle.

Stuart watched from the shore, his expression dark and unreadable.

Morwenna had just climbed ashore when Norbert rushed over.

Adelaide, frail and about to speak, was completely ignored as Norbert bypassed her to reach Morwenna.

Adelaide seemed to twist her face.

She knew Norbert wasn't fond of her, but for Stuart's sake, he had always been decent to her, never this dismissive.

his tweed jacket and draped it over

how are you? Cold? Hurt

her voice

will help you change." Norbert was

had someone who genuinely cared

family, and

she had wanted to ask

it

heartbroken, just a bit

seemed to sense something and looked

Morwenna didn't spare Stuart a glance, not even noticing the red mark on his

Stuart a disappointed look before

away, whispering, "Wenna, don't worry, I'll announce today that you are Stuart's wife. No one can take that place from you." Morwenna shook her head, "No need, Norbert. I don't want it in public. I just feel bad for not getting along

truly felt

Morwenna's education, he had watched her grow up,

the Hetfield family's influence, finding a suitable wife for Stuart

Norbert had insisted on

like this, he suddenly didn't want to force

save Stuart, he had hurt Wenna

You've done well. I don't blame you." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access

a response, her

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