Chapter 125
Stuart had always been ruthless.
When he set his mind to something, he went all in with a wild, unfettered determination and not a shred of sympathy or soliness.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have eamed the nickname “The Beast”
Yet, as Stuart looked at Morwenna, her eyes slightly red and pleading and clutching at him pitifully, something unexpected happened. He felt a pang of compassion.
She said she wanted to go home
The atmosphere in the VIP lounge was still buzzing
Laughter and banter echoed around them.
The air was thick with the smells of various drinks and the biting scent of cigarettes, like a chaotic feast.
At that moment, Stuart felt the innocent and bright Morwenna shouldn’t see this.
He even disliked the idea of others seeing her in that state.
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Suddenly, Stuart draped his suit jacket over Morwenna’s head and pulled her close into his embrace.
His broad arms seemed to shield her from the noise and chaos outside.
Enveloped in darkness under the jacket, Morwenna didn’t resist. Instead, she felt oddly comforted.
Stuart suddenly raised his voice. “Shut up, everyone!”
The lively room seemed to hit mute instantly, and silence fell.
Stuart turned to a woman so drunk that she was barely conscious and said coldly. “Don’t touch her until she’s sober”
Startled, Jesse thought Stuart was interested in the woman and quickly responded, “Sure, sure, Mr. Hetfield, I won’t touch her.”
After speaking, Stuart left the room with Morwenna still in his arms.
Under the jacket, Morwenna could see nothing but smell the faint scent of cologne on Stuart, reminiscent of the crisp fragrance of pine and melting snow in winter
Stuart had finally helped the waitress girl
He had initially claimed it was her choice, but he intervened anyway.
Morwenna thought Stuart was a good man. Maybe he couldn’t bear it in the end.
Little did she know that Stuart had seen such scenes far too often to be sympathetic.
The only thing he couldn’t bear was concerning her. He regretted exposing Morwenna to such vile darkness. There were many ways to teach her about reality without subjecting her to such filth.
The world was of enough pretense and falsity. Morwenna should stay as she was
Holding tightly to Stuart’s clothes, Morwenna was led outside.
Her face still looked ghostly, showing just how much her faith had been rattled.
it wasn’t until Stuart removed the jacket from her head and sunlight fell upon them that Morwenna returned to reality, feeling like she had moved between two worlds.
Outside was bright and sunny, while inside, like the night.
Finally, Morwenna could breathe deeply.
Then, Stuart gently leaned down, lifted Morwenna’s chin, and looked into her eyes. “Morwenna, I know you need money. Since you refuse to accept it as a gift, what if I loan you?”
Morwenna looked up into his eyes, her own wide and anxious.
Stuart continued casually, “You know I’m wealthy. The amount you need is nothing to me. And since it’s a loan, you can pay me back gradually. What do you say?”
Morwenna was tempted. She desperately needed the funds.
if she could start building the school, it might be ready in two months, just in time for the new term
Asking Stuart or Norbert for mopey was something Morwenna couldn’t bring herself to do.
But a loan was something she could manage.
She could work hard to pay it back