How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 283

Morwenna was about to add something comforting to Lorna.

With a couple of pats on her jeans, Lorna declared with calm authority, “Let’s head out. The dorm’s main gate is about to lock.”

“Oh,” Morwenna obediently followed.

Back at the dorm, Keira was pacing nervously, muttering to herself incessantly, “I wonder if it’s started yet. I really want to check it out. Hope Wenna’s okay. No, I've gotta break it up. Lorna’s so tall; Wenna might be at a disadvantage…”

Dahlia, disturbed by the noise, put on her earphones.

Just as Keira was about to intervene, Morwenna and Lorna returned as if nothing had happened.

Seeing them return so quickly baffled Keira.

“Oh, thank goodness, you guys didn’t fight. We’re all roommates here; no need for major conflicts. Let’s all get along,” she beamed.

Morwenna bit her lip, wanting to say more.

Lorna’s face darkened, “If you’ve got nothing sensible to say, better keep it shut!”

Keira immediately zipped her lips, wondering what she said wrong.

Morwenna, with a hint of a smile, patted Keira’s shoulder, “It’s okay.”

Feeling upbeat, Morwenna pulled out her phone, breezily adding new contacts for folks who wanted her to pick up parcels for them. She cheerfully logged this information.

Lorna, on the other hand, huffed and puffed, feeling uneasy as she watched Morwenna act as if their confrontation never happened. Losing a fight was one thing, but she wasn’t one to shy away from admitting defeat.

Suddenly, Lorna blurted out loudly, “Today, I challenged Morwenna and I lost. I admit, I can’t beat her. From now on, I won’t mess with Morwenna. If we cross paths, I’ll step aside; if we clash, I’ll back down. That’s it!”

Seeing the photos Morwenna sent, Claude’s mood shifted from joy to gloom. Ms. Winslet, shining on stage, was dazzling. A woman like Ms. Winslet would naturally attract admirers from everywhere.

She wouldn’t be his.

He couldn’t even dream of competing with Stuart, let alone be a close friend to Ms. Winslet. To her, he was just a passerby. Insignificant.

Claude’s obsession deepened, his outlook growing darker. He wasn’t long for this world anyway. If Ms. Winslet spent a few years with him, it wouldn’t hold her back much. He was on borrowed time…

Morwenna was unaware of Claude’s descent into obsession, occupied with her phone. She expected Claude, but instead, it was an unexpected contact.

Greta Irons. The stunningly generous Greta.

Their first meeting had been a fiasco, with Morwenna mistakenly seeing her as a rival and publicly snatching Stuart for a dance.