Since finding the root of the problem, Stuart had no further use for Morwenna. In a hasty move, he


    pushed her aside.


    Groggy from sleep, Morwenna nearly tumbled to the floor.


    Rubbing her eyes, she looked at Stuart, puzzled and disoriented.


    "Out," Stuartmanded, his voice deep and stern.


    Morwenna was bewildered. After all, Stuart had arranged for her to sleep there as per their


    agreement. And at the time, he was dismissing her with such hostility.


    What was with the attitude? She felt like punching him again!


    …


    Morwenna had thought sharing a bed signified a step toward a closer rtionship, that perhaps she


    and Stuart could start to get along peacefully.


    But contrary to her expectations, Stuart seemed to dislike her more after spending a night in the


    same bed. He began to make life increasingly difficult for her, inventing endless chores that kept her


    busy well into the day.


    Even when she''d finished her task, Stuart always found more stuff to keep her upied. Just


    yesterday, he had her rece all the drapes in the house, a task that kept her up until midnight.


    Today, he had scattered beans all over the carpet and demanded she pick them up.


    Even a fool could see Stuart was deliberately making things hard for her.


    Morwenna reminded herself to be patient. Norbert had been kind to her, and no matter how terrible


    Stuart''s attitude was, she had to rise above it.


    “Keep your cool. Don''t hit Stuart.” She kept reminding herself in her heart.


    Wanting to avoid conflict, Morwenna called Zoe and carefully reviewed every detail of her duties at


    Windcharm Vis, taking everything down in her notebook.


    The notebook entries were detailed, like cleaning daily, changing Stuart''s bed linens every three


    days, having the carpets professionally cleaned weekly, and handling Stuart’sundry, suits, shirts,


    and ties, with dry cleaning, while materials like silk and cashmere needed hand-washing. Stuart


    disliked parsley, broli, sausage, and more. He was too picky!


    No matter what Stuart threw at her, Morwenna gritted her teeth and got on with her work.


    Stuart had many ways to make someone''s life miserable without getting his hands dirty, but with


    Morwenna, he resorted to the simplest forms of harassment, hoping she would give up and leave.


    But Morwenna was not one to give up. For Norbert’s sake, she could endure a little hardship.


    But hertest experiences made one thing pretty clear to Morwenna. Stuart was a nuisance, and he


    particrly disliked her.


    …


    Their standoff continued until the weekend.


    They had previously agreed that Norbert woulde over for lunch that day. Morwenna decided it


    was time to talk with Stuart.


    She didn’t mind keeping up their current arrangement, but she didn’t want Norbert to sense the


    tension between her and Stuart.


    Once again, Morwenna made breakfast and waited for Stuart to wake up. She had nned to go


    upstairs and wake him by ten if he hadn’t gotten up to avoid having Norbert arrive with Stuart still


    asleep.


    But at nine, Stuart came downstairs, looking as irritable as ever.


    Seeing Morwenna, his frown deepened.


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    The usually cheerful Morwenna managed only a stiff smile. “Stuart, breakfast is ready.”


    On the table, Stuart’s side featured a sandwich and milk, while Morwenna had opted for some


    oatmeal for herself.


    After Stuart had onceined that even a dog wouldn’t eat her cooking, Morwenna had stuck


    strictly to preparing foods that Stuart typically enjoyed.


    As Stuart had his milk, Morwenna looked at him earnestly. “Stuart, you know, Norbert ising


    over for lunch today. Can we pretend to be a normal couple just for today?”