How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

The tension was palpable as the person inside hesitantly said, "The restroom's under maintenance." But before they could finish, with a resounding bang, Morwenna kicked the restroom door wide open. What she saw next fueled her rage like never before.

Keira stood there, bruises all over her body, drenched in what looked like dirty mop water, her face swollen from a harsh slap, with clumps of her long hair scattered on the floor, and a purple bruise under her eye.

Since moving to Rosefrost Hollow, Morwenna had never felt such anger, not even when she herself had been the target of bullying. Back then, it was more about feeling wronged than this seething rage.

The girl in glasses was taken aback. She and her friends, too, had picked on Keira at times, but always with a semblance of restraint. They'd make sure to hit where clothes could cover, never leaving marks so brazenly.

Lorna's face turned stern. "What the hell is going on here?"

Morwenna, however, seemed eerily calm, a calmness that stemmed from an anger so intense it had transcended into tranquility.

This tranquility felt like the oppressive calm before a storm, halting the actions of Sandra and her cohorts, who had been bullying Keira in the restroom.

Morwenna stepped forward, suddenly grabbing Sandra by the throat, her voice low, "Keira, stop biting."

weak and terrified. It was the fear one might feel

eyes were red with fury, as if she couldn't hear anything, just biting down on Sandra with desperation. Morwenna gently brushed the wet hair from Keira's face,

to snap out of

gaze slowly focused, finally resting

down her face as she looked at Morwenna with

worry, I'll give you more.

composure, only then

the

tugged on Morwenna's sleeve, whispering, "Wenna,

quarrel, backed by

her. If Sandra was seriously hurt, Keira feared for Morwenna's

family might stand up for her, but

was, Morwenna did not let go. She didn't