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.

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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

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 was on its way to

feeling satisfied after her hearty meal, decided against the library and instead

mouse moves the pointer, right?" Morwenna was practically a novice with computers, her exposure limited to outdated models