How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 75

The broad-shouldered bodyguard broke into a wide grin, revealing a row of shiny white teeth that contrasted starkly against his dark complexion, which flushed with a hint of excitement.

He thumped his chest and promised, "Sure, I'll make sure Morwenna is safe. No one's gonna lay a finger on her."

Norbert nodded in approval.

Morwenna wore a puzzled expression as Stuart observed from behind.

Was the bodyguard’s enthusiasm really appropriate?

She couldn't help but ask, "Have we met before?"

Orson nodded earnestly, "Yes, madam. My uncle told me about you. He said I was too clumsy and Mr. Hetfield has a short temper. I tend to irritate Mr. Hetfield easily, so my uncle suggested I stick around you more, Morwenna. He thought it might be beneficial for me to get familiar with you, maybe even shift to your side one day."

Morwenna grew even more bewildered.

Everyone said she was straightforward, but she felt this bodyguard was even more so.

There he was, declaring Mr. Hetfield’s temper issues right in front of Stuart.

"Who’s your uncle?" Morwenna inquired.

"Honest to God, my uncle’s Quinlan Brown, Norbert's trusted driver for over a dozen years," Orson replied with simplicity.

Morwenna almost laughed out loud. This man just spilled everything in just a few words. She chuckled, "I really don't need a bodyguard, though."

Orson seemed really bummed out, "Oh, don't say that, Morwenna. I'm really quite capable. Honestly, even Mr. Hetfield can't beat me in a fight. My uncle said if I kept causing trouble around Mr. Hetfield, I'd end up on the wrong end of his wrath eventually."

Norbert also chuckled, "Let him stay. Don’t mind his slow wit. His skills are top-notch. Even if he’s not fighting, he’s great at driving and carrying stuff."

Orson nodded vigorously, "I'm really useful, madam."

Morwenna, unable to decline further, agreed to keep him.

Stuart was still there, watching.