Female Novel
Chapter 154
Morwenna was feeling down as she headed out for the day.
In the morning, she was feeling all kinds of blue while chopping up some fish.
In the afternoon, even her tutoring session seemed to drag.
Later, when she met Claude, his expression carried a subdued malice. He asked, “Ms. Winslet, howwas the party last night?”
Flipping through a textbook, Morwenna replied, “Not great. I had some delicious food, danced aslow waltz with Stuart, and then I headed home.”
A subtle smirk curled at the corner of Claude’s mouth.
“Dancing, huh? It seems that guy holds her in higher regard than I thought.” Claude thought, “Didmy interference work? His collaboration with the Irons family might not be going so smoothly afterall.”
Suddenly remembering something, Morwenna pulled out a box from her bag and handed it toClaude.
“Oh, by the way, I bought you this telescope. You don’t like going out much, but the view outside isbeautiful. This telescope is for professionals; you can see far away from the attic upstairs.”novelbin
The hidden smirk on Claude's face froze, making his expression rather odd.
Morwenna didn’t notice and took out her phone, asking, “Claude, do you have WhatsApp? I’d like toadd you.”
Claude, somewhat absentmindedly, took out his phone.
Morwenna added him as a friend. Then Claude's phone began to buzz incessantly.
His gaze shifted from the telescope to his phone.
On the WhatsApp chat screen, photo after photo popped up.
There were lively fish from the market.
There were pictures of the sky with white clouds.
There were flowers blooming along the roadside.
As Morwenna scrolled through her gallery, continuing to send pictures, she said softly, “Even if youdon’t go out, you can still see the world. I’ve got your WhatsApp now. Whenever I see somethinginteresting or beautiful, I’ll snap a photo and send it to you. I’ll see the world for you. Of course, Imight not have seen much myself, can’t see too far, can’t see too much, but no matter, I’ll sharewhat I do see with you.”
Claude’s pale eyes gradually widened, as if something was choking him.
He suddenly stood up, his voice hoarse with emotion, “Ms. Winslet, you should go home today. I’mnot feeling well; I need some rest.”
Morwenna, who was still sending photos, looked up at him, concerned. “What’s wrong? Are youfeeling ill? Do you need a doctor?”
Claude kept his head down, avoiding her gaze, and said in a subdued tone, “It’s nothing. I’ll just restand call the doctor if needed. Please go ahead, Ms. Winslet.”
Morwenna was disappointed to miss a day of tutoring but was more concerned about Claude’shealth.
Seeing that he genuinely seemed unwell, she quickly got up to leave. “Get some good rest. I’ll askthe butler to call the doctor for you.”
“Okay.”
Morwenna closed the door behind her as she left.
The moment Morwenna was out of sight, Claude grabbed a kitchen knife from the table and cut intohis arm.
In that moment, he desperately wanted to harm himself.
He was a disgusting monster.
Ms. Winslet was kind to him.
And what did he do? He manipulated her, he schemed.
Cut after cut, his arm was a bloody mess, he looked crazed and freaky.
He seemed more unhinged than the Claude Morwenna had first encountered.
Blood accidentally splattered onto the telescope.
Claude immediately dropped the knife and frantically grabbed a towel to wipe it off.
But with his bloody hands, it only got bloodier.
He stumbled back, as if he couldn’t bear to come close to something that belonged to Morwenna,as if his filthy self didn’t deserve to touch something so clean.
Claude crouched down, hugging his head, overwhelmed with self-loathing.