Stuart had always been ruthless.

When he set his mind to something, he went all in with a wild, unfettered determination and not a shred of sympathy or softness.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have earned the nickname "The Beast."

Yet, as Stuart looked at Morwenna, her eyes slightly red and pleading and clutching at him pitifully, something unexpected happened. He felt a pang of compassion. She said she wanted to go home.

The atmosphere in the VIP lounge was still buzzing.

Laughter and banter echoed around them.

The air was thick with the smells of various drinks and the biting scent of cigarettes, like a chaotic feast.

At that moment, Stuart felt the innocent and bright Morwenna shouldn't see this.

He even disliked the idea of others seeing her in that state.

Suddenly, Stuart draped his suit jacket over Morwenna's head and pulled her close into his embrace.

her from the noise and chaos

jacket, Morwenna didn't resist.

his

to hit mute

turned to a woman so drunk that she was barely conscious and said coldly, "Don't touch

woman and quickly responded, "Sure, sure, Mr. Hetfield, I

speaking, Stuart left the room with Morwenna still in

of cologne on

helped the waitress

initially claimed it was her

Maybe he couldn't bear it in

seen such scenes far

bear was concerning her. He regretted exposing Morwenna to such vile darkness. There were many ways to teach her about reality

to Stuart's clothes,

still looked ghostly, showing just how much her faith had been rattled. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early

Stuart removed the jacket from her head and sunlight fell upon them that Morwenna returned to reality, feeling like she had moved between two

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