Morwenna didn't know that if it had been any other woman who kissed him, Stuart might have chucked her out of the car window without a second thought.
Adelaide had been by Stuart's side for five years, yet she couldn't touch him casually either.
The atmosphere in the car grew even more stifling.
Morwenna stopped trying to touch Stuart's forehead.
Stuart's expression darkened slightly.
Morwenna thought it was because of the accident that had just happened, so she moved closer to the window, allowing some distance between herself and Stuart.
Stuartâs expression grew even more grim.
Soon, they arrived at Healing Streams Medical Center.
Fletcher was already waiting in the usual private room he reserved for Stuart.
Upon seeing them, Fletcher greeted, "Hi, Stuart, Wenna."
Morwennaâs face was tense, and she didnât respond.
Fletcher was puzzled. Morwenna usually greeted him cheerfully; what was different today?
Morwenna, still with a stern face, said, âStuartâs wound is infected, and heâs running a high fever because the bandages got soaked when he fell into the water yesterday. Dr. Vaughn, if you were too busy yesterday, you should have just told me. How could you promise to change his dressing and then not show up?â
Morwenna couldnât care less about Stuart finding out that she had called Fletcher to change the dressing yesterday.
Fletcher was confused.
He hadn't shown up? But he had spent the entire night at Windcharm Villas with Stuart!
Was it his fault for not changing the dressing? Stuart had flatly refused to let anyone touch him.
What was he supposed to do? Forcefully strip him?
Fletcher tried to explain.
But then he met Stuartâs icy stare.
Fletcher suddenly realized that Stuart was playing the blame game again.
Fletcher had to swallow his frustration and apologized, âIâm sorry, Wenna. I got called into an emergency surgery yesterday and just couldnât make it.â
Morwenna was initially angry.
But Fletcher apologized, and he genuinely had an emergency.
Her expression softened, âItâs okay, Dr. Vaughn, I know you didnât mean it. Please check on Stuart now; heâs running quite a fever, and his wound looked swollen. Could it be dangerous?â
As Morwenna reached to unbutton Stuartâs shirt, her hand was abruptly swatted away.
Stunned, she looked at her reddened hand, her mind clearing significantly.
Stuart's demeanor had tricked her into thinking their relationship was somewhat friendly.
Now, she was getting her senses back.
It was obvious Stuart didn't want her catching him getting undressed.
Morwenna simply said, âDr. Vaughn, please examine his wound. Iâll wait outside.â
After speaking, Morwenna turned and walked out, closing the door behind her.
Fletcher, seeing this, hurriedly called after her, âHey, itâs notââ
Before he could finish, Morwenna had already left the room and shut the door.
Fletcher helplessly looked at Stuart, âStuart, man, you really know how to hurt someoneâs feelings. Didnât you say you were going to be nicer to Wenna? Even if you didn't want her to see, you could've said it in a less harsh way.â
Stuart glanced at Fletcher, âI have boundaries.â
How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband ï¤Chapter 99 My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace ï¤Chapter 492 Fletcher wanted to roll his eyes. When had Stuart ever had boundaries? Fletcher could still remember the hair-raising screams of the rival heâd thrown into a pit of snakes, insisting he âhad boundariesâ because he hadnât killed the guy.
Fletcher was about to say more.
But Stuart cut him off coldly, "Donât call her Wenna anymore."