How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 238

Growing up without much, Morwenna had learned to save the best for last. It was a habit that gave her a bit of happiness, even when times were tough. Her ability to relish in the small pleasures of a hearty meal was evident as she sat contentedly after finishing her food.

The chatter from nearby tables grew louder, their curiosity piqued by Morwenna's hearty appetite.

Whispers of judgment floated over. "Who's this eating champion from out of town?"

"Has she not eaten in ages? Downing three mashed potatoes like they're going out of fashion. Isn't she worried about bursting?"

Dahlia's fork clattered onto her plate in disapproval.

Girls could be sensitive about such comments, and with Morwenna's modest background, it could have been a moment of deep embarrassment for her. Yet, Morwenna didn't bow her head in shame or pretend she hadn't heard.

She stood up, tidied her tray, and responded, "There's no rule on how much one can eat. Refills on the mashed potatoes are free, courtesy of the school. I'm just making sure I'm well-fed. Is there a problem with that?"

Silence enveloped the room, a tacit agreement with her logic.

Indeed, what was the issue?

Typically, girls targeted by such remarks might retreat into their shells, lacking the courage to defend their choices in the face of public scrutiny. The room remained quiet, the previous commentators at a loss for words.

Being real always wins in a chat.

Dahlia, too, finished her meal without leaving any waste, standing up to say to Morwenna, "All set? Let's head out. No matter how prestigious the school or how much we learn, some people just can't grasp the concept of respect."