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?

people around campus,

herself for some time and decided to reply to Claude first. [Focus

Claude's sullen face brightened

leaving, and he couldn't follow her. He could only

Morwenna stared at her phone, at a loss for

might cause a scene, but if she doesn't, it's sure to upset

was pondering, Norbert suddenly asked, "By the way, Wenna,

tucking away her phone, Morwenna replied,

was curious.

help but have no clue about these hidden spots. I want to be a journalist to

finishing, she looked at Norbert earnestly. "Norbert, I can't help everyone alone, so

smiled warmly. "Of course, it is. I believe

blossomed upon receiving Norbert's

of helping children who couldn't join

Melvin gone, she'd carry on

she couldn't help many by being a

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