How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Orson didn't give a hoot whether Mr. Hetfield was in a foul mood or not.

Seeing everyone was aboard, Orson floored it, zooming off at breakneck speed.

It was a good hour's drive from Hetfield's Homestead to Rosefrost University. Norbert insisted they drive Morwenna to school early for registration.

Stuart stood at the front door, looking like a man left behind, his face a picture of gloom.

Meanwhile, with a brooding expression, Claude was perched up in the attic, telescope in hand, watching Morwenna depart from afar.

Morwenna's phone chimed twice when she had just set off in the car. Pulling it out, she saw two texts.

Stuart texted, [I'll visit you in a few days.]

Claude sent her a message. [Ms. Winslet, I'll be waiting for your return.]

Suddenly, Morwenna felt overwhelmed.

Stuart said he was coming to visit her, heh? But how? To the campus? To her dorm?

so many people around campus, what if

decided to reply to Claude first. [Focus on your

attic, Claude's

cage, he couldn't stop Morwenna from leaving, and he couldn't follow her. He

phone, at a loss for how

she agrees to his visit, it might cause a scene,

suddenly asked, "By the way,

tucking away her phone, Morwenna replied,

was curious. "Why

to help but have no clue about these hidden spots. I

at Norbert earnestly. "Norbert, I can't help everyone alone, so I want to bring these stories to

smiled warmly. "Of course, it is. I

upon receiving Norbert's

dreamt of helping children who couldn't join

gone, she'd carry on that

a

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