How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Fletcher sensed something was wrong.

Violet, visibly anxious, asked, "What's up with Dr. Vaughn? Is something wrong with my son? You all are friends with Adelaide, you have to help him, please!"

Fletcher gave Violet a strained smile. "It's nothing major. If the surgery goes well, he'll just be bedridden for a year or so. If it doesn't, the worst-case scenario is paralysis."

Violet was taken aback. "How is that not a big deal?"

"Ah, my apologies," Dr. Vaughn backpedaled. "I tend to speak my mind too frankly. Don't worry, he'll be fine. I've checked on him myself. I'll head out now but will arrange for a few renowned doctors to come and take a look."

"Uh... thank you, Dr. Vaughn."

The thanks came out more as a puff of air, frustration evident. Yet, since he was arranging for reputable doctors, she felt obliged to express gratitude. As soon as Fletcher stepped out, he dialed Barclay.

Barclay picked up immediately, anxiety clear in his voice. "Fletcher, how is it? Is it really that bad?"

His doubt in Adelaide was apparent, or he wouldn't question the severity.

"What trouble have you gotten yourself into now?" Fletcher grumbled.

"Hey, I've been keeping to myself lately, barely causing any stir at school. How could I have possibly angered someone? Is there something wrong with Jethro?"

"After checking Jethro's injuries, it's clear he was severely assaulted in the abdomen, but it wasn't just a few kicks. Someone else must've attacked him after your altercation."

Barclay let out a sigh of relief but then remembered Jethro was Adelaide's brother. "How bad is he? Can he recover?"

"He'll live," Fletcher assured. "But I suspect someone is targeting you. Be vigilant, see if anyone's trying to gain from you. You're the future heir to the Clark family, don't act clueless."

"Got it..."

"And take care of Morwenna. She's naive."

"Why do I need to look out for Morwenna too?"Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Fletcher didn't elaborate on his and Morwenna's relationship.

"Hanging up." Fletcher cut the call short.

He sighed deeply, reminding himself that he and Morwenna were just friends.

Barclay, phone still in hand, frowned.

Swords echoed in his d

especially about someone profiting from his misfortune.

The only person who had gained was Adelaide, who had taken ten million from him.

Barclay's face paled as he shook his

head in denial. It couldn't be Adelaide, not when Jethro

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brother.

Despite his reluctance to suspect Adelaide, he couldn't help but note this down mentally.

...

In the girls' dormitory.

Morwenna was registering parcels to be collected the next day, then settled down to study quietly.

At eleven sharp, Stuart called.

Without fail, Stuart read her English stories, not mentioning Adelaide once.

Morwenna didn't bring her up either.

Before, Morwenna would've directly inquired about Stuart's actions.

But this time, she chose silence.

The things Stuart had done weren't easily forgotten, leaving scars in Morwenna's heart.

This time, Morwenna decided to keep the power in her hands.

Stuart had every right to be special to Adelaide.

And she had every right to completely cut ties with Stuart.

Regardless of Stuart's feelings for her,

gether genuine affection e for saving him, she whet

y to move on.