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.

Lorna pretended to be

dwell on her sorrow. With Norbert Hetfield's fate hanging in the balance, she needed to see

Norbert Hetfield's room, she released Ryan and whispered

moment she entered, Morwenna's breath caught in her

days ago, now lay on the bed with a respirator, his once healthy frame dramatically withered

like an old lion whose teeth had fallen out and claws dulled, barely clinging todife

as she rushed over, softly calling out, "Grandpa, it's me, Wenna. I'm

he struggled

to try to sit up, but his attempts were futile, leaving him gasping for air, unable

Morwenna quickly moved closer,

taking Norbert's hand, "Grandpa,

move. Just rest.

you

your time. I'm

let out a long sigh, his voice barely 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,

of

But even after striving for so many years, she found