After finishing her modest dinner, Morwenna tidied away the empty takeout containers.

Aside from the two meatballs, they had eaten everything. Nothing went to waste.

She was quite pleased.

The IV had already been prepared, and Fletcher had double-checked it. Opting not to call in a nurse, he washed his hands, donned gloves, and personally administered the injection to Stuart. Morwenna had noticed long ago that Stuart was wary of everyone.

Like this injury, when he was feverish and weak, he refused to let anyone from the Hetfield family know.

It was as if, even though it was just a facade, he had to appear strong in front of those he distrusted.

He was somewhat more open with Norbert, but with Fletcher, it was truly something special.

Every hospital visit, it was always Fletcher who examined him, no other doctors or nurses.

Stuart seemed to particularly trust Fletcher.

As Morwenna thought about this, she didn't count herself in.

She forgot the fact that besides Fletcher, she too was here.

Morwenna saw Stuart frown.

the veins on the back of his hand appear very

to

Morwenna reached out and covered Stuart's eyes, saying naturally, "If

accompanied Melvin to

scared of injections, and that's just what Melvin would do -

had covered his eyes

felt his eyelashes brush

needle was quickly in place, and Morwenna hurriedly withdrew her

Stuart said nothing.

that nothing

dripped steadily into

sleepy, or Morwenna sitting by his bed, it wasn't

drooped

you should

I'll keep an eye on the IV, and I'll

I

just that Stuart is a grumpy sleeper, he doesn't like people around

Fletcher

no use here; Stuart

nodded reluctantly: "Alright then.

just sat beside

finished, she quickly fetched Fletcher for

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