How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna understood the grim implication of "in a few days" - they were waiting for Norbert to pass away.

With a slightly darkened expression, Morwenna said, "Phineas, if Lorna doesn't go back, the Lamonts will definitely come knocking, and I don't think you'd want them to see all this."

"It's school hours now. I'll call the school and get you both excused," Phineas replied calmly.

Morwenna's face shifted through several emotions. They had sneaked out, and during school hours, the Lamonts wouldn't know that Lorna had returned.

Phineas was adamant about not letting Lorna leave, unwilling to risk any mishaps at this critical moment.

At this time, the Hetfield residence was tightly guarded, sealed off from the outside world.

Morwenna felt guilty for dragging Lorna into this mess. Apology filled her eyes, but Lorna seemed carefree as she said, "It's alright. A few days of fun won't hurt. Go on with your stuff, Morwenna. Is there a gaming room? I'm off to play some video games." A maid immediately took Lorna to the gaming room.

Morwenna's heart ached.

She prided herself on her clear sense of right and wrong, never intending to harm or burden others.

Yet, this time, she had inadvertently hurt Ryan and dragged Lorna into this situation.

consequences without regret, and Lorna pretended to be

had no time to dwell on her sorrow. With Norbert Hetfield's

Norbert Hetfield's room, she released Ryan and whispered an apology

she entered, Morwenna's breath caught in

who had been well just a few days ago, now lay on the bed with a respirator, his

fallen out and claws dulled, barely clinging todife while the scavengers waited to divide his

Morwenna as she rushed over, softly calling out, "Grandpa, it's

fluttered, and he struggled to open his

were futile, leaving him gasping for air, unable

Morwenna quickly moved closer,

taking Norbert's hand, "Grandpa,

Just rest.

you

say, take your time. I'm

audible, "Wenna, why come back? Go to school. I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me." Sitting by the bed, Morwenna held Norbert's hand, sorrow filling her voice, "Norbert Hetfield, even now, you're still keeping things from me?" She didn't

of death was

do anything. But even after striving for so many years, she found herself in the same helpless situation, watching another vital person in her life succumb to illness. What