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.

tweed jacket and draped it

Cold? Hurt anywhere? Don't worry,

her voice

them. I will help you

still had someone who genuinely cared for

treated her like family,

Stuart, she had wanted to

it

heartbroken,

seemed to sense something

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

Stuart a disappointed look before turning

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

truly felt

her grow up, treating her like a beloved

suitable wife for Stuart

had insisted on

her troubled like this, he suddenly didn't want

Stuart, he had hurt Wenna and felt

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