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Norbert watched his grandson with a mix of amusement and pride. He remembered all too well how Stuart had nonchalantly declared they were secretly married, as if it were nothing. Now, he acted as though he wanted the whole world to know about his union with Wenna.

To this day, Norbert firmly believed that the best decision he ever made was welcoming Wenna into the Hetfield family. His grandson was finally acting like a proper human being.

Before, whether it was in business, making money, or leisure, Stuart always seemed detached, like a cold observer watching the world from afar. It was as if he was only alive because he hadn't died, living like a lonely ghost, unattached to anything or anyone.

But now, things had changed.

He had helped many people in his life, but he felt he owed the most to the Hetfield family, especially Stuart. Thankfully, Wenna had come into their lives.

Stuart had always been kind-hearted, and his treatment of Morwenna was proof. It was almost as if he was ready to have her sit on his lap and feed her by hand, which made everyone around the dinner table feel a bit more at ease.

in a bit of fruit

having had a bit too much to drink, started rambling on about everything

and Keira each grabbed an arm trying to calm her down, Lorna blurted out, "Mr. Hetfield, why didn't you throw a big wedding bash when you married Morwenna? Haven't found the

that although their marriage was real, its future was uncertain, let alone a

about Adelaide and how Stuart had been kind to her only because she saved

have grabbed Stuart's glass by mistake, she put

you're lying, aren't you? Tell me, are you like one of those naïve girls from the novels, forced into marriage? There won't be

up. What was

the alcohol

Lorna was no longer herself but rather a

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