How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Lorna looked at Morwenna and couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy smokes, Morwenna! You're all sweet and giggly, but when it comes to fighting, you're fierce. Is this really okay?" Dahlia and Keira couldn't help but chuckle along.

The four of them chatted and laughed, eating their lunch with gusto.

Others around them couldn't help but feel a bit envious. Not everyone has friends who are willing to share in each other's embarrassing moments.

After lunch, feeling stuffed, the group decided to walk it off and accompanied Morwenna to pick up a package.

When they arrived at the campus entrance, Morwenna was faced with a behemoth of a package.

It had to weigh at least 150 pounds—a single package that outweighed a hundred others.

Forget fifty cents, not even fifty bucks would tempt anyone to haul it from the campus entrance to the dorms.

Lorna, ever impatient, cursed, "Holy hell! This has got to be some kind of sick joke. Who the heck orders something this heavy to school? I want to see who's behind this!" Dahlia frowned.

Keira immediately tensed up, whispering, "I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. It must be Sandra and her crew messing with Wenna... all because of me."

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