How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna quickly composed herself and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Johnson. I borrowed the money fairly and squarely."

But Johnson wasn't buying it. "Who loaned it to you? You're fresh off the boat in the big city. Who'd give you that much cash?"

Stuart listened quietly. His expression was not as stern as before.

Many people didn't care where the money was from as long as they got it.

But Johnson was different. He kept asking about the origin of the money, concerned that Morwenna might be led astray or taken advantage of.

Morwenna was momentarily at a loss for words. She hadn't told everyone back home about her marriage.

Then, an idea struck her. "Norbert lent me the money, the same Norbert who has been funding the education of our village kids over the years. You can relax, Mr. Johnson."

After saying that, Morwenna blushed. She disliked lying, even if it was a white lie.

If Johnson were with her, he might have seen through her fabrication.

"Wenna, dear, he's already done so much for us. And he's now lending us money, too. We'll help you pay it back." Morwenna swiftly shot back, "It's

and one for Norbert. The bean crop was good this year. I've dried some

fifteen minutes,

lie. I didn't want Mr. Johnson to worry, so

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shook her

me your phone then," Stuart said

naively, Morwenna handed over

took it and slipped it

into Stuart's pocket, Morwenna felt a momentary urge to ask for it back but then

he led Morwenna back

to pull night shifts at the hospital, she suddenly found herself with some free time

Norbert raised an eyebrow when he saw them

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