"No, it can't be."
If it were merely gratitude, Stuart wouldn't hold her, wouldn't kiss her, and definitely wouldn't spend every day patiently reading her stories.
Morwenna's gaze regained its firmness as she shook her head, "I don't believe it. Stuart’s feelings for me go beyond gratitude."
Jealousy was about to burst from Adelaide’s heart.
Maintaining her mocking demeanor, she sneered, "You don't believe it? Naive little girls who've never been in love are so easy to deceive. Well, keep watching then. When he sent me abroad, did you really think things between Stuart and me were over? Did you think that upon my unapproved return, Stuart would cold-heartedly send me away again? Let's make a bet. I'll stay in Rosefrost Hollow, and he won’t be able to let go of me."
Morwenna's face turned pale.
She couldn't assert with certainty anymore that Stuart wouldn’t do it.
Seeing her words sting Morwenna gave Adelaide a surge of satisfaction.
How could such a foolish woman compete with her? Sooner or later, she’d reclaim her place, take back everything that was hers.
After speaking, Adelaide waved her hand dismissively at Morwenna, “I’m off then. I came especially to remind you that Stuart’s interest in you is fleeting. Don’t get too full of yourself. See you next time.”
With that, Adelaide strutted away.
Morwenna stood still for a long time, so long that her feet began to numb, before she finally went back to her classes.
She attended class diligently, took notes carefully, and went to the library to read after.
She acted as if nothing had happened, calm and composed.
She was waiting.
Aunt Greta had mentioned that if Stuart hadn’t allowed someone’s return, he would take action.
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