Holding her waist gently, Fletcher lifted her up.


    It wasn''t until Fletcher felt her soft body in his hands that he realized what he was doing, which


    made his face slightly pale.


    “What am I doing right under Stuart''s watchful eyes?” he thought.


    Then, a crisp and lively voice rang out, "Thank you, Dr. Vaughn."


    Suddenly, Fletcher was d he had intervened.


    Otherwise, the poor girl would have been in a real pickle.


    Stuart watched from the shore, his expression dark and unreadable.


    Morwenna had just climbed ashore when Norbert rushed over.


    Adide, frail and about to speak, waspletely ignored as Norbert bypassed her to reach


    Morwenna.


    Adide seemed to twist her face.


    She knew Norbert wasn''t fond of her, but for Stuart’s sake, he had always been decent to her, never


    this dismissive.


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    Norbert had already shed his tweed jacket and draped it over Morwenna’s shoulders.


    "Wenna, how are you? Cold? Hurt anywhere? Don''t worry, I’m here."


    The usually stoic Morwenna suddenly seemed a bit teary-eyed, her voice low, "Norbert, I''m not


    used to these high heels."


    "Alright, let''s ditch them. I will help you change." Norbert was soothing Morwenna.


    Morwenna thought she still had someone who genuinely cared for her.


    Melvin treated her like family, and so did Norbert.


    As for Stuart, she had wanted to ask him something.


    But now, it seemed unnecessary.


    She wasn''t too heartbroken, just a bit sad.


    Stuart seemed to sense something and looked towards Morwenna.


    But Morwenna didn’t spare Stuart a nce, not even noticing the red mark on his cheek.


    Instead, Norbert gave Stuart a disappointed look before turning back.


    He led Morwenna away, whispering, “Wenna, don’t worry, I’ll announce today that you are Stuart’s


    wife. No one can take that ce from you.”


    Morwenna shook her head, “No need, Norbert. I don’t want it in public. I just feel bad for not getting


    along better with Stuart.”


    Norbert truly felt for her.


    From funding Morwenna’s education, he had watched her grow up, treating her like a beloved


    younger family member.


    Considering the Hetfield family’s influence, finding a suitable wife for Stuart wouldn’t have been


    hard.


    Yet, Norbert had insisted on Morwenna.


    Seeing her troubled like this, he suddenly didn’t want to force her anymore.


    To save Stuart, he had hurt Wenna and felt guilty.


    Norbert patted Morwenna’s shoulder, “It’s okay, Wenna. You’ve done well. I don’t me you.”


    Morwenna hummed a response, her voice nasal, heart-wrenchingly tender.


    Meanwhile, Fletcher’s grandfather kicked Fletcher to snap him out of it.


    Fletcher then called out, “Norbert, let me take them to change. I’ll have Jemima lend her clothes to


    Wenna.”


    Norbert, in a sour mood, refused tly, “No need. Look after the others.”


    It seemed Norbert couldn’t trust anyone else with Morwenna now.


    Norbert led Morwenna away.


    Fletcher was left to take Stuart and Adide to change.


    Adide, soaked and shivering, pitifully tried to exin, “Stuart, it’s all my fault. If I weren’t so frail,


    you wouldn’t have had to focus on just me. We could have saved Ms. Winslet together.”


    Stuart remained silent.


    No one paid attention to Adide.


    Adide watched Morwenna being protected by Norbert as they walked away, feeling dazed.


    Adide had technically won this trial as Stuart had saved her first, but for some reason, she felt


    inexplicably miserable.