How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 63

As Morwenna glanced their way, the two women did not hesitate to lash out with venomous words.

"What are you gawking at? The dresses here start at a few grand. You think you can swing that?"

“Even touching them would be more than you can handle without owing a fortune.”

“Or do you think slipping into a gown will turn an ugly duckling into a swan? No matter what you wear, you can’t hide that disgusting and earthy stench that clings to you.”

“Mr. Hetfield belongs to Adelaide, bitch. Do you think you can just waltz into Windcharm Villas and stand by Mr. Hetfield? Dream on!”

It was clear to Morwenna that these were friends of Adelaide.

Here it was malice from Adelaide again.

These people, each one she encountered, never missed an opportunity to throw insults her way.

To an outsider, it would appear Morwenna had committed some grave sin.

Their malice was just because they all believed that Stuart should be with Adelaide.

But love or no love, she and Stuart were lawfully wed.

What right did they have to berate her?

Seated, she did not rise but tilted her head up to look at the two women, her tone calm, “It seems we’re quite alone here.”

What Morwenna implied was that there was no one to stop her from fighting back.

The woman clearly misunderstood her intention, arrogantly replying, “Yes, no one is here to protect you, you bitch. We’re going to teach you a lesson today.”

They exchanged a glance and suddenly charged towards Morwenna.

One woman raised her hand to slap Morwenna, while the other shockingly pulled out a pair of scissors, grabbing Morwenna’s long hair, ready to cut.

Morwenna couldn’t help but laugh. They were attacking her before she even made a move.

Her reflexes, honed by years of living in the wild, were not something these feeble women could match.

Morwenna swiftly kicked, stopping the slap mid-air and sending her attacker flying.