Female Novel
Chapter 201
Stuart's face was a storm cloud.
Sitting there, he seemed like a dark lord presiding over a shadowy abyss, an air of menace waftingfrom him.
"Where did you go dressed like that?" Stuart's voice was ice cold.
Morwenna had rushed out too quickly, not even changing out of her bathrobe, just throwing on acoat before heading out.novelbin
"I went to see a friend," Morwenna said casually.
She was an honest soul, loath to lie, but she wasn't keen on sharing with Stuart about her tutoringjob.
She feared that if anything went awry, Stuart would react as he had with the Whites, taking actionshe shouldn’t.
Hearing Morwenna's reply seemed to make Stuart's aura even more foreboding.
Where did Morwenna go dressed like that? And who did she meet?
Just out of the shower, clad in a bathrobe—such intimacy was meant for the closest of companions.
Stuart had never minded before; Morwenna's mere presence was enough.
But now, the thought of her in her bathrobe, meeting others, set off a tempest inside him.
He rose from the bench, his presence heavy with authority, and advanced towards Morwenna stepby step.
As Stuart neared, Morwenna took a couple of steps back.
Stuart's gaze darkened.
Was she hesitant to get closer? Or did she feel guilty?
His mood darkening, he couldn't contain his wrath and grabbed Morwenna's wrist. "Who did youmeet? A man or a woman?"
It never occurred to Stuart that he was acting like a jealous lover.
Morwenna frowned, "You're hurting me."
Stuart's body reacted faster than his mind, releasing her wrist without thinking.
In the past, his anger might have led him to choke someone without relenting, let alone merelycausing pain to a wrist.
Morwenna moved her wrist, her voice cool, "A friend you don't know."
"Morwenna, we're married. You going out to meet someone at night and coming back this late,shouldn't you explain?" Stuart pressed.
"When you went out to see Adelaide and didn't come back all night, I didn't demand anyexplanations from you."
Morwenna had always been compromising and tolerant with Stuart.
She had never stood her ground like this before.
Seeing Morwenna's firm stance, Stuart's eyes narrowed slightly, a menacing aura enveloping him.
She knew Stuart was angry. A furious Stuart was terrifying, just like how he had been with Reuben.
Even so, Morwenna refused to yield.
If Stuart misunderstood something someday and went after Claude, causing trouble, Claude's frailhealth and sensitive nature could lead to real disaster.
Their gazes locked, Morwenna's eyes calm yet resolute.
Stuart reached out for Morwenna again.
Her right hand clenched slightly.
Was he going to lay hands on her? If he dared, she was prepared to fight back!
She had tolerated Stuart's behavior enough. She was not a pushover!
The next moment, Morwenna found herself forcefully pulled into an embrace.
She crashed into his chest, Stuart's presence enveloping her.
Morwenna was baffled.
What was Stuart implying?
Just then, she heard Stuart's mature, cold voice say, "Morwenna, I'll go apologize to the fishmongercouple tomorrow."
Morwenna's eyes widened slightly.
Stuart continued, "I was wrong in what I did. I won't do such things again. Even if I lose control ofmy temper next time, I'll tell you first."