"What?"


    ude stepped out of his room, passed by the butler, flung open the grand doors of the vi, and walked out.


    The butler''s eyes widened, and after a moment, he stammered, "The young master... he''s left the vi!"


    Morwenna was shocked.


    She knew how much ude hated being seen in public.


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    Suddenly, Morwenna realized something and quickly said, "Butler, it''s raining outside!"


    The butler eximed, "Ms. Winslet, I must go. I need to get the young master an umbre."


    The call ended.


    Morwenna felt uneasy.


    Why would ude go out in the middle of the night? Was it because of her?


    Meanwhile, the butler, umbre in hand, hurried outside, covering a drenched ude from the rain.


    "Young... young master, what''s going on? What happened?"


    "Nothing much, just needed some air. Tell the Hetfield family that I''m entering showbiz."


    "But, young master, your health..."


    "Enough, do as I say."


    "Understood."


    Morwennay down, her mind filled with unease.


    The next morning, she saw a message from ude.


    "Ms. Winslet, sorry aboutst night. I was in a bad mood. I''ve decided life is too short to spend locked away in a room. I want to see what the world has to offer. Looking forward to our next meeting."


    Reading the message, Morwenna breathed a sigh of relief, genuinely happy for ude.


    One cannot choose their beginnings or their ailments, but they can choose how to live differently.


    She picked up her phone and replied, "I''m happy for you. Every life shines just as brightly. Looking forward to our next meeting too."


    After putting away her phone and feeling quite cheerful, Morwenna got ready and left her dorm.


    Opening the door, she was startled by someone standing there.


    She was used to getting up at 6 AM when the dorm was quiet and her roommates were still asleep. It was Sandra.


    Remembering what Keira had told her the day before, Morwenna frowned, "What do you want?"


    Sandra probably didn''t know she had returned to school.


    From the looks of it, Sandra seemed like she had been there since midnight, waiting to ambush someone. Keira, perhaps?


    Upon seeing Morwenna, Sandra froze, then suddenly lunged forward, grabbing Morwenna''s arm.


    Morwenna was genuinely startled and backed up until she was against the door.


    Thest time she saw Sandra, Sandra was all high and mighty, threatening to have her expelled from school.


    Why the sudden change?


    Sandra, clutching at Morwenna, began to apologize, "Morwenna, I''m sorry, so sorry. Everything was my fault. I shouldn''t have bullied Keira, shouldn''t have bullied you. I''ve done terrible things. I''m apologizing to you now, can you forgive me?"


    Morwenna was overwhelmed. She wasn''t germophobic, but she disliked unwanted physical contact.


    Shaking off Sandra''s hand and trying


    to keep her voice down not to wake the others, she said, "Don''t touch me. What kind of game are you ying now? I''ll warn you, we''re not friends. Even if you''re apologizing, Keira is the one who deserves it, not me. And not every apology deserves forgiveness."


    After Morwenna spoke, Sandra''s face went pale.


    The next moment, Sandra copsed to her knees in front of Morwenna.