Greta listened intently while Morwenna spoke with equal seriousness.


    “My dear, you fancy Stuart, but don’t you find it a bit exhausting?” Greta couldn’t help but ask.


    She was such a proud person. Even if she felt that Stuart was a good match for her, being with him


    felt stifling. Over time, it led to a sort of mental fatigue.


    Morwenna shook her head, “Not really. I know I’m not in his league, but he’s okay with me liking


    him, even agrees to share a bed, and lets me hold his hand.”


    Greta widened her eyes in surprise.


    Was this Stuart she was talking about?


    Anyone who didn’t know better might think she was describing some kind of prince charming.


    Did that aloof, always cold-hearted man, show such tolerance towards a woman?


    Morwenna seemed to recall something embarrassing at this moment, her cheeks suddenly flushed,


    “Last time, I tried a sip of Norbert’s whiskey, got a bit tipsy, and kissed him. He seemed a bit upset


    at first, but he forgave meter.”


    Morwenna’s face was beet red, her delicate and adorable features tinged with shyness.


    Greta almost leaned in too close to Morwenna.


    After Morwenna finished her story, she realized Greta was almost on top of her and jumped back,


    “You… please keep your distance.”


    Greta straightened up gracefully, “Ahem, sorry. I got carried away.”


    Morwenna found it strange. They had just met and weren’t very close. From certain perspectives,


    they were even rivals in love, yet Greta seemed very warm towards her.


    Seeing the confusion on Morwenna’s face, Greta didn’t y it up, straightforwardly saying, “I quite


    like you.”


    Morwenna''s mouth dropped open a bit, "Aren''t you into Stuart? Why are you interested in me all of


    a sudden?"


    Greta chuckled, “Sweetie, liking a man and liking a woman are different things. There are plenty of


    great men out there, but a friend who clicks with you is worth their weight in gold. I find you more


    interesting than any of those folks back at Rosefrost Hollow.”


    Morwenna blushed at thepliment.


    She liked Greta too. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have shared so much on their second meeting.


    Driven by Greta''s curiosity, Morwenna recounted how she first met Stuart.


    But she left out one detail that she and Stuart were already married, as she was still unsure whether


    Stuart wanted to make their rtionship public.


    Although Greta suggested Stuart had feelings for her, as far as Morwenna was concerned, it was


    still just her own affection. Stuart had never dered his love.


    So far, only a few people knew about Stuart and Morwenna’s marriage, including the Hetfield family,


    Fletcher, Keira, and Adide.


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    Others wouldn’t gossip. Adide especially hoped no one would discover the true nature of Stuart


    and Morwenna’s rtionship.


    Morwenna looked at Greta, who seemed like a rtionship guru, and hesitated before asking,


    “Greta, can I ask you something?”


    Greta tossed her hair back, crossed her legs with a confident air and said, "Go ahead, shoot."


    Morwenna lowered her gaze slightly, whispering, “What should you do if you suddenly see another


    side of the person you like, discovering things they’ve hidden?”


    Greta understood immediately.


    The poor girl was too naive. Suddenly being so close to Stuart, she must have seen something that


    shocked her moral sensibilities.


    Stuart, after all, was known in their circles. Everyone had a fair idea about each other. No one was a


    saint here, but Stuart was known to be particrly ruthless.