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

time and decided to reply to Claude first. [Focus on your studies. I'll come back to see and tutor you

attic, Claude's

cage, he couldn't stop Morwenna from leaving, and

to Claude, Morwenna stared at her phone, at a loss for how

it might cause a scene, but if she doesn't,

was pondering, Norbert suddenly asked, "By the

her phone, Morwenna replied, "I'm studying

curious.

remote mountain areas in my hometown, children can't get a basic education. Lots of good people want to help but have no clue about these hidden spots. I want to be

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

warmly. "Of course, it is.

blossomed upon receiving

dreamt of helping children who couldn't join

gone, she'd carry on

she couldn't help many by being a rural teacher

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