How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Keira shook her head again.

Morwenna then made her way to the bathroom alone.

It was a routine for Morwenna to rise early, too early for any of her roommates to join her for breakfast. She had grown accustomed to their absence, so Keira's refusal didn't faze her.

But it struck Morwenna then, Keira hardly ever said no to her. Whatever the situation, Keira was always the first to nod along, whether she was truly on board or not. Feeling a bit grimy from the previous night's neglect, Morwenna hurried to the shower, brushing her teeth twice for good measure. Only then did she feel somewhat presentable.

Without waking the others, she grabbed a quick breakfast at the cafeteria and headed to her usual spot for some French language practice.

Her pronunciation still carried a hint of an accent, but after listening to Stuart's readings the night before, everything seemed to flow a bit smoother today.

Recalling Stuart's voice, Morwenna blushed. When had she become so reliant on him?

saw no bullies coming her way to mock her French

morning classes and a brief break, she tried reaching Keira, but Keira's phone

told Morwenna in advance. It was unlike her to

something had happened. It didn't cross her mind that Keira could be bullied; she feared Keira might have injured herself again and was

students had left for lunch, and there was no sign of

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darkened. As if

frantic search, Morwenna had run into Lorna, someone neither she nor her roommates got along with. Morwenna had a particular disdain for Lorna, not for her bravado but for her lack of

heard Lorna snap, "Hey, stop! Why do you walk

her, Morwenna