How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

As Morwenna saw someone harassing Mrs. White, the nearby vendors quickly gathered around.

"What's going on here? What's everyone doing?"

"Can't we talk this out? Why resort to violence?"

"If you lay another hand on her, we're calling the cops."

More and more people crowded around, and a few men glanced at the ruined fish shop, exchanging looks before deciding, "Let's go."

The aggressors left.

Morwenna turned to help Mrs. White stand up but noticed her pale face and labored breathing.

"Mrs. White, are you okay?" Morwenna exclaimed in concern.

A woman from the next shop hurried over, "It looks like she's having an episode. Where's her medication?".

Mrs. White managed to gasp. "I ran out." she murmured.

The crowd gasped, immediately thrown into a flurry of worry.

we call an

called one, but it'll take a

um, isn't going to turn out bad,

pale face. Biting her lip, she carried Mrs.

while

their shapes made onlookers worried that Morwenna might

immediately said, "Morwenna, where

for the ambulance to get through. I'm taking Mrs. White to the Windcharm Villas entrance. It'll be faster that way." "Why don't you

need. Thank you all for today, and could you keep an eye

that, Morwenna had sped

fast, and when she reached the first district,

but carrying a woman over a hundred and forty pounds and running was indeed

to her slightly heavy breathing.

moment, a familiar

the

the sweat-drenched Morwenna, frowning. What

expect someone to kick another while they're down, not rush

that to win a woman's heart, he should help her when she needed help, even if the trouble was his doing. Stuart offered bluntly, "Get in. Where are you going?

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