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?

many people around campus, what if

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

the attic, Claude's sullen face brightened

in his cage, he couldn't stop Morwenna from leaving, and he couldn't follow her. He could only hope for

her phone, at a loss for

might cause a scene, but if she

pondering, Norbert suddenly asked, "By the

tucking away her phone, Morwenna

was curious. "Why

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 a journalist to travel far and wide, to bring these real stories to light so

help everyone alone, so I want to bring these stories to those willing to help.

smiled warmly. "Of course, it is. I believe you'll

smile blossomed upon receiving Norbert's

dreamt of helping children who couldn't join school get an

she'd carry

a rural

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