How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband



Morwenna followed Lorna out, and soon her phone was sent off for repairs. Without her phone, she remained unaware of Orson's messages and had no idea about the somber atmosphere at the Hetfield household, with Norbert on the brink of collapse.

After Morwenna and Lorna left, Dahlia sat in her dorm room, pondering for a long time but still feeling she had done nothing wrong. Eventually, she decided to call home.

"Dad, it's my fault. I couldn't even handle this small task. Now, Morwenna won't listen to me, and her attitude has turned cold..."

"Honey, I've always taught you to assess the value in everything you do. This bid is crucial for the company, sure, but regardless of the outcome, you can't afford to lose your friendship with Morwenna. Think long-term. Her marrying into the Stuart family signifies a lot, do you understand?"

"I understand, Dad. I'll work on mending our relationship. Someday, I'll be able to help the family."

"That's my girl. I trust you can do it."

After hanging up, Dahlia spent more time calming herself in her dorm. Around noon, she headed to the cafeteria. She ordered several dishes, occupying a table meant for four, hoping Morwenna and the others would join her. She planned to apologize over lunch by humbling herself. She believed that once she apologized, Morwenna, being the kind-hearted person she was, wouldn't truly sever ties, especially if Dahlia refrained from bringing up company matters again. Despite her growing hunger, Dahlia waited patiently.

Meanwhile, Morwenna and Lorna

were busy in their shop, still bustling

with customers even at midday.

Barclay decided to get lunch for everyone, and they all gathered in the shop to eat together. The old table they had might have been simple, but nobody seemed to mind. Perhaps it was the camaraderie that made the meal more enjoyable.

An extra lunch box sat on the table, untouched, meant for Dahlia. But no one mentioned her. Campbell and Barclay weren't acquainted with Dahlia. Lorna didn't like Dahlia, a Keira was focused only on

Morwenna. It was usually Morwenna who included Dahlia in their activities. Now, with Morwenna stepping back, no one else paid attention.

Dahlia waited in the cafeteria well past the lunch rush, expecting them to have arrived by then. Even if Morwenna didn't come, the others should have, but none appeared. She waited a bit longer, but as her food grew cold, she decided to call Morwenna.

"The number you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later..."

At that moment, Dahlia recalled breaking Morwenna's phone. Unable to reach anyone else, she had no option but to seek them out directly. She headed straight to the parcel collection point.

The shop was nearly obscured by layers of fresh flowers, making it hard to spot from a distance. Dahlia had to maneuver around the flower baskets to reach the entrance. There she saw them, all gathered together, sharing a meal.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Dahlia froze. She had come to apologize to Morwenna, but her pride now made it impossible for her to appear contrite. She looked at Morwenna, her voice tinged with accusation: "What is this? Are you all trying to exclude me?"

The group felt a wave of

awkwardness; they had genuinely forgotten about her. Dahlia was seldom present when work needed to be done. In the ensuing silence, Morwenna spoke, her tone calm and detached: "Dahlia, I've told you we're not friends anymore. There's no exclusion."

Everyone was taken aback. Morwenna was known for her tolerance and her readiness to forgive if someone sincerely apologized. For her to declare in front of everyone that she and Dahlia were no longer friends was unprecedented.