How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Barclay stormed off, leaving Morwenna utterly baffled by his departure.

She glanced at Jethro sprawling on the ground and couldn't resist giving him a sneaky kick as she passed by, although her flip-flops made the act more of a gesture than a real punishment.

She found a new spot and continued with her meal, savoring the delights of the free buffet. "When it's on the house, you've got to make the most of it," she thought, diving into a plate piled high with comfort food.

something of a celebrity around campus. It seemed like everyone knew her name now. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

hassle of fetching packages from the campus entrance, she figured there'd be a demand for her services. "Fifty cents a package sounds about right," she mused, unaware that many of her peers wouldn't blink at a higher fee. Meanwhile, Jethro, after regaining his composure, shot Morwenna a venomous look and stormed out to call Adelaide, who frustratingly didn't pick up. Swearing under his breath, he decided to take a sick day and stormed

was too late. Confronted by his unexpected destination, Jethro's complaints were cut short as he was dragged from the cab and subjected to a brutal beating. His threats and pleas did nothing to halt the onslaught, and he was left unconscious and badly injured. The driver made a quick getaway after ensuring an ambulance

her hearty meal, decided against the library and instead

right?" Morwenna was practically a novice