Morwenna picked up an eclair from the plate.

"Yum, it's delicious."

Seeing her enjoyment, Claude asked, "Would you like another one?"

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Claude, with a quizzical expression, pushed the entire plate of pastries towards her.

After munching on a few, Morwenna patted her belly, which had stopped rumbling.

Feeling a bit embarrassed to eat more, she cheerfully said, "Thanks for the pastries, they're really good. Let's get back to the lesson, shall we? I'll make up for the time lost, after all, we did agree on a fee, and take my professional ethics seriously."

Claude suddenly cut her off, "Ms. Winslet, what's the point of me learning all this?"

Morwenna paused, her gaze shifting from the book to Claude.

Claude met her eyes.

My immune system is compromised, and I have various complications. My lungs are slowly fibrosing irreversibly. I frequently suffer from myocarditis, as well as arrhythmias. Who knows, one day my heart might just stop. Ms. Winslet, I'm

wide-eyed at the young man in

was just about

looked like an angel,

seemed he was seriously asking her about the meaning

after a long silence, she replied seriously, "Learning can clarify your mind, broaden your

matter how much I

to help several orphans with their living and schooling. I once asked him why, and he said that

suggesting I use my remaining life to

mean is, don't worry about how long you have,

can't find anything

There's everything in books, and maybe by reading, you'll find

"Seriously?"

then added, "Tomorrow, I'll bring you some of my favorite

pale gray eyes looked into Morwenna's, as

for a long time,

seemed

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