How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 279

Morwenna glanced up, surprised to see Barclay stepping in to help her. From her perspective, it was already a blessing if Barclay didn't lead the charge in tormenting her.

Jethro was even more shocked that Barclay dared to hit him. The guy who was practically his sister’s lapdog was now turning on him. Jethro had caused plenty of trouble before, and with just a single call from his sister, Barclay would rush to clean up his messes without question. In Jethro's eyes, Barclay was nothing more than a faithful hound to his sister, to be treated however he saw fit.

Pain twisted Jethro’s features into a snarl. “Barclay! I’m calling my sister! I’ll make sure she knows you're done for. Don’t expect her to ever look your way again.”

Barclay’s expression shifted, then he stepped forward and kicked Jethro a few more times for good measure. “You are you, and your sister is your sister. I believe Adelaide knows right from wrong. Just because you're Adelaide’s brother doesn’t give you the right to act like a spoiled brat.”

Jethro, clutching his stomach, pointed at Barclay, stuttering, “You… you…”

“What about me? You think you have the right to point fingers at me, loser?”

Dressed in his signature floral shirt, Barclay exuded the arrogance of a trust fund kid. Jethro wanted to outdo Barclay in arrogance but fell short. Jethro's arrogance was all because of his sister's standing in the Stuart circle. Barclay’s arrogance, however, stemmed from the backing of the Clark family. The difference was fundamental.

Morwenna’s steady gaze reminded him of Lorna, her roommate. Maybe beneath the harsh words, there wasn’t much malice. Fidgeting under Morwenna’s scrutiny, Barclay blurted out, “Enough! Stop looking at me like that. Fine, if someone bullies you again, I’ll step in, alright? But remember, being tough isn’t everything. Having connections is crucial. And for the record, I’m not doing this for you. I’m just saving face for Stuart, so you don’t get bullied too badly.”

The more Barclay talked, the more awkward he felt, abruptly turning to leave. He feared any more conversation might lead him to publicly declare his protection over Morwenna.

She was a dangerous person to him. Their few interactions had all ended unpleasantly. Yet, he couldn’t help but worry. Morwenna was straightforward and impulsive, not considering the consequences of her actions. Not everyone was as patient as him. If she inadvertently offended someone with real power, she might not even know what hit her.