Morwenna's cheeks flushed a bright red, totally caught off guard by Stuart's sudden embrace. But instead of pulling away, she found herself burying her face deeper into his chest, haunted by the memory of the scene she'd witnessed at the pub last time they were here.

"Let's head inside," Stuart suggested, his voice calm and collected.

Fletcher rolled his eyes. Was there ever a time they weren't flaunting their affection?

The trio stepped into the pub's largest private room.

As soon as the door swung open, "Surprise!" echoed from four guys jumping up in unison.

Center stage, there was a giant cardboard box adorned with a fancy bow.

The moment Stuart made his appearance, the crowd erupted in excitement, and out of the box sprang a woman clutching a bouquet of flowers.

room fell into an eerie

gift box, recognizing her from their last visit to the pub. Back then, the girl's makeup

awkward silence, Stuart inquired indifferently, "Whose idea

this

girl from the box fixed her gaze on Stuart, seemingly oblivious to Morwenna's presence, and cooed, "Mr. Hetfield." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

was short and not so sweet, "Don't know her.

gently pushed Morwenna's head down, as

dissuade her from working there. That night had been an eye-opener for

high demand, with many believing Mr.

Stuart, nearing thirty,

Stuart enter the room, arm

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