How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna meticulously crafted her own schedule, then spent the afternoon navigating through her back-to-back classes.

By six o'clock, after her last class, Morwenna grabbed her speech and made her way to the grand auditorium.

The moment Morwenna appeared, the bustling crowd of students practicing in the auditorium fell into a hushed silence.

The buzz was all about the selection of the Freshman Representative. Amidst the fierce competition and recommendations, nobody had anticipated that Campbell, the Student Council Vice President, would throw his full support behind Morwenna.

Somehow, Campbell had also managed to convince the student council president, sealing the deal effortlessly.

So naturally, everyone was curious to lay eyes on Morwenna, the girl Campbell had vouched for.

Morwenna blinked her big, dark eyes, looking around in confusion and cuteness.

Clearing his throat, Campbell approached her, "Hey, freshman, you made it. Are you here for the rehearsal?"

As Campbell spoke, everyone else turned their attention back to the rehearsal.

Morwenna nodded with a smile, "Campbell, what brings you here?"

Knowing that Campbell was the grandson of the old man who loved fishing, Mr. Green, made Morwenna speak more warmly to him.

With a straight face, Campbell replied, "I'm the vice-chair of the student council, in charge of the welcome party."

He didn't mention that Morwenna being chosen as the Freshman Representative was his doing, subtly implying his role, thinking Morwenna would catch on.

But Morwenna was clueless, finding the coincidence amusing.

Her eyes lit up, "What a coincidence! Could you take a look at my speech? I hope it's okay."

Campbell reviewed her speech, nodding, "It's great, sincere and positive. Oh, and about finding an alumni speaker from outside school, I've got someone for you, so you don't have to worry. Just focus on your rehearsal."

Morwenna looked at Campbell with gratitude, "Campbell, thank you so much! I was really worried about that. Thank you!"

Campbell accepted her thanks with a content smile, thinking Morwenna understood everything was arranged by him.

He felt good about his deeds, expecting praise from Norbert later.

If his brother found out he was collaborating with Norbert's favorite junior in a play, he'd definitely earn some praise.

Campbell was happy. So was Morwenna.

Meanwhile, Matthew, in the midst of a photoshoot, sneezed and shivered for no reason.

Morwenna didn't have to rehearse today since the alumni speaker hadn't arrived yet. She just needed to memorize her speech.

After memorizing her speech, she headed to the library.

Perhaps her longing for books made even the scent of ink in the library seem fragrant to her.

Lost in her reading, she didn't leave the library until eleven at night, heading back to her dorm. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Dahlia and Lorna were already back, but Keira's bed was still empty.

Wondering about Keira's whereabouts, Morwenna felt her phone vibrate—a message.

Picking it up, she saw a message from Stuart, asking how her first few days of school were going.

Normally, Morwenna would've waited until the next day to reply to anyone else, but she started typing a response to Stuart immediately.

Reflecting on her experiences, she typed out, "Sir, Rosefrost University is beautiful, the food is delicious, and the library is full of books. But I'm struggling with French…"

Even through text, Morwenna's frustration was palpable.