Stuart, no longer caring about Fletcher, made his way briskly towards the exit.
Fletcher instantly understood—Stuart, this heartless guy, was probably looking to gain sympathy from Morwenna with all the scars he carried on his back.
Watching him stride out, Fletcher had an odd feeling that Stuart seemed to be in high spirits, though he wondered if he might be mistaken.
Fletcher quickly caught up, and they walked out of Windcharm Villas one after the other.
…
Morwenna got off the bus and walked towards Hetfield's Homestead.
She admired the large, beautiful houses of Rosefrost Hollow, though she found their locations quite secluded, necessitating a walk after the bus ride.
Little did Morwenna know, the residents of these grand homes seldom used public transport.
Carrying her luggage, she approached the door.
She had no keys to the Hetfield's Homestead.
It was Oswald who answered the door.
Upon seeing Morwenna, Oswald greeted her warmly, “Miss, you’re back! Why are you carrying so much? Let me help you with that.”
His politeness clearly indicated he was aware that his son Orson was to accompany Morwenna by Norbert’s arrangements.
Morwenna quickly shook her head, “No need, Oswald, I can manage. They aren’t heavy.”
Born with a strong physique, she didn’t find the luggage burdensome.
Oswald didn't insist, his smile warm and friendly as he ushered Morwenna inside.
Morwenna observed Oswald in silence, noting that Orson hardly resembled his father. While Orson was openly straightforward, Oswald seemed a master of diplomacy.
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