Stuart had finally given her a chance to speak up.
Morwenna bowed her head. After a long silence, she whispered, "Okay."
Perhaps to hide the emotions swirling in her eyes, she closed them, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
At that moment, Stuart didn't realize that if he suggested Morwenna move back in, to try and make things work, she would have agreed.
But Stuart felt that Morwenna's reliance on him wasn't strong enough yet.
He decided to strike while the iron was hot.
After all these days, he really had no patience left for playing games.
The faint scent that lingered around him made him subconsciously relax but also firmed his resolve to seize and control the situation.
Stuart glanced at Morwenna in his arms. Seeing that her eyes were still closed, he messaged Fletcher, "Make your move now."
It seemed like Fletcher was waiting by his phone as he replied almost instantly.
"Stuart, are you sure about this? There's no need to rush things. Winning a woman over takes time with some risks."
"Cut the crap, just set it up."
"Alright then, Stuart, just be careful."
"Got it."
Stuart locked his phone screen and looked again at Morwenna, waiting.
She was curled up in his arms, covered with his jacket, drifting in and out of sleep.
In the quiet of the car, there was the hum of the moving vehicle.
Suddenly, a sharp screeching of brakes came out.
"Crash!"
Normally, Morwenna was quick to react.
But lost in her drowsy state now, she couldn't even grasp what had happened.
At the next moment, Stuart wrapped his arms around her waist and swiftly turned her.
She was shielded between the back of the seat and Stuart.
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