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.

call an ambulance

one, but it'll take a while to

going to turn out bad,

White's ghastly pale face. Biting her lip, she carried Mrs. White on her back and

all lean and petite, while

their shapes made onlookers worried that

"Morwenna,

Windcharm Villas entrance. It'll be faster that way." "Why don't you let me carry

could you keep an eye on the shop

that, Morwenna had sped off out

ran fast, and when she reached the first district,

was strong, but carrying a woman over a hundred and forty

on Morwenna's slender back, Mrs. White listened to her slightly

moment, a familiar

go around, but the car stopped, and Stuart

sweat-drenched Morwenna, frowning. What was

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

Fletcher once mentioned 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.

lit up.