How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna glanced up, surprised to see Barclay stepping in to help her. From her perspective, it was already a blessing if Barclay didn't lead the charge in tormenting her.

Jethro was even more shocked that Barclay dared to hit him. The guy who was practically his sister's lapdog was now turning on him. Jethro had caused plenty of trouble before, and with just a single call from his sister, Barclay would rush to clean up his messes without question. In Jethro's eyes, Barclay was nothing more than a faithful hound to his sister, to be treated however he saw fit.

Pain twisted Jethro's features into a snarl. "Barclay! I'm calling my sister! I'll make sure she knows you're done for. Don't expect her to ever look your way again."

Barclay's expression shifted, then he stepped forward and kicked Jethro a few more times for good measure. "You are you, and your sister is your sister. I believe Adelaide knows right from wrong. Just because you're Adelaide's brother doesn't give you the right to act like a spoiled brat." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

his stomach, pointed at

have the right to point fingers at

fund kid. Jethro wanted to outdo Barclay in arrogance but fell short. Jethro's arrogance was all because of his sister's standing

which by extension made Jethro somewhat like family to him. But now, after a tongue-lashing from Morwenna, he began to question himself, his actions, and even his once unshakable belief in Adelaide's perfection. If he could question his loyalty to Adelaide and himself, Jethro was hardly a concern. A beating was a

his bluster deflated. He realized that without his sister here, these people wouldn't spare him a second glance. Any thoughts of revenge would have to wait for another day,

been watching him the whole time. He instantly stepped

back, "What are you staring at? Look, I saw you all alone and felt a bit