Adelaide had always been the epitome of calm over the years.
That was because there were no other women around Stuart.
But then Morwenna appeared.
Seeing them all happy together, Adelaide lost her cool, her voice rising into a shrill scream as she accused them, tears streaming down her face.
Morwenna stopped eating her breakfast and looked up at Stuart.
She didn’t speak, just fixed him with her clear, questioning eyes.
Could a friendship of less than a month compare to a bond of over a decade?
Morwenna didn’t think so.
It irked her how they often referred to her as the maid.
Stuart hadn’t said anything either.
Now, everyone awaited Stuart’s answer.
Who mattered more?
Fletcher looked around, feeling overwhelmed by the whole fiasco. “What a mess!” he thought.
“You are different,” Stuart finally spoke.
This response did not satisfy Adelaide, her tears flowing non-stop. “Stuart, I can pack up and leave Windcharm Villas, but only if you send her packing too! Can you please kick her out?”
Fletcher listened, a knot forming in his stomach.
Stuart had gone through so much to bring Morwenna back. It was unlikely he’d send her away now.
Even for Adelaide, this was a taboo too far.
Just as expected, Stuart glared and snapped at Adelaide, "This ain't your business. You know I've got a short fuse."
Stuart was getting impatient.
When Stuart got impatient, he was ruthless.
Realizing the severity in Stuart’s eyes, Adelaide suddenly understood the gravity of her actions.
Her face turned pale and she looked as if she might faint.
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