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."

rendering her weak and terrified. It was the fear one might feel when encountering a wild beast, a sense that any form of resistance could result in

fury, as if she couldn't hear anything, just biting down on Sandra with desperation. Morwenna gently brushed the wet

Keira seemed to snap out of

focused, finally resting on Morwenna's

her face as she looked at Morwenna with a hoarse voice, "Wenna, she threw

you more. What

regained her composure, only then noticing Morwenna's grip on

the

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

backed by the

her. If Sandra was seriously

up for her, but her own

go. She didn't