How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

In the photo, Morwenna is seen lugging a massive package upstairs, her face glistening with sweat, her delicate features etched with determination. After snapping the picture, the roommates all agreed that this image was far more heart-wrenching than those of seemingly fragile individuals.

Morwenna flashed a grin, "So, did I look pitiful enough? Post it, quick."

Lorna, hands on hips, remarked, "Pitiful? Hell, it makes me wanna fight someone for you."

Dahlia chimed in, "I've got more followers, I'll post it."

Dahlia thought of a catchy title and immediately shared the post.

"Defamation! Malice! Proof in Pictures!"

The post quickly garnered a lot of attention.

The genuine caption and the resilient look on Morwenna's face moved people.

A keen-eyedizen zoomed in on the photo, spotted that the package was a treadmill, and immediately commented.

"Holy smokes, folks, plot twist! Look, that big item is a treadmill, not just slightly heavy, but freaking super heavy. My family's treadmill weighs at least a couple of hundred pounds. To think someone delivered this beast from the campus gate to the dorm for just pennies!"

"My God, it's not that she refused delivery; she physically couldn't manage it and had to make another trip."

"Morwenna's got some serious strength. That treadmill would have floored three of us, and she's hauling it all by herself."

"Did you see how sweaty she was? So what if she's hustling for her own money? It's hard-earned cash. Who in their right mind would hassle her over this? I'm genuinely pissed off."

"I've got the delivery info; give me five minutes, and I can track the sender down."

Sandra and her gang were initially amused by the backlash Morwenna was facing.

But in just five minutes, the tide turned sharply against them.

Damn it!

Morwenna, this idiot, actually managed to deliver such a heavy thing for mere pennies. Is she out of her mind?

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Now, the majority of the school thought Sandra was the crazy one.

Face-to-face, no one dared to confront Sandra, but online? Who held back?

Sandra was blasted off the forum.

She was determined to ruin Morwenna!

The next day, Sandra placed another large order.

Following the weight, Morwenna charged fifty bucks.

The day after, Sandra ordered again.

Morwenna charged eighty bucks.

On the fourth day, Sandra, gritting her teeth, ordered something incredibly heavy.

Morwenna charged one hundred and fifty bucks.

The angrier Sandra got, the happier Morwenna became.

Delivering the order, Morwenna's eyes sparkled, "So, Sandra, you ordering again tomorrow?"

Each delivery was as good as a full day's work for Morwenna. She couldn't be happier!

Sandra was livid, now facing relentless mockery online.

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Fuming, Sandra spat out, "You're really something, hustling over pennies like a dog, lowly, pathetic dog."

Morwenna landed a punch right on Sandra's nose.

With an innocent look, she said, "But you started it, remember?"

As Sandra's nose bled profusely, she was utterly dazed.

Morwenna, infuriatingly calm, continued, "If you're here for a delivery, I'm all for it. But if you're here to insult me, I won't hesitate to fight back. Oh, and I recorded what you just said, so don't you accuse me of hitting you for no reason. I've got the upper hand here