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.

wrist, making the veins

was about to insert the

Stuart's eyes, saying naturally, "If you

past, she often accompanied Melvin to take care

kids were scared of injections, and that's just

only occurred to Morwenna after she had covered his eyes that Stuart was not a

blink, and Morwenna felt his eyelashes brush against the palm of her hand, making it

place, and Morwenna hurriedly

Stuart said nothing.

pretended that

steadily into Stuart's

it was the medication making Stuart sleepy, or Morwenna sitting by his bed,

eyes drooped

you should rest

go ahead. I'll keep an eye on the IV, and I'll

today, I can watch

said, "It's just that Stuart is a grumpy sleeper, he doesn't like people around when

this, Fletcher

he was of no use here; Stuart wouldn't rest comfortably with

nodded reluctantly: "Alright then.

just sat beside

bottle was finished, she quickly fetched Fletcher

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