How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Barclay hung his head low, a pained expression clouding his features. "Morwenna, do you believe me? I swear I had no clue about what happened that day. If I'd known Adelaide planned to hurt Stuart, I wouldn't have been part of it."

Adelaide had asked him to seek Fletcher's help for a supposed medical emergency.

But it was all a ruse. Adelaide used her brother's "surgery" as a diversion, plotting against Stuart while everyone was distracted.

When the truth hit him, Barclay was in disbelief.

He had trusted Adelaide implicitly, going above and beyond to support her through the years. Despite Stuart sending Adelaide abroad for her studies, Barclay couldn't help but offer clandestine assistance. And now, he felt like a fool for being manipulated.

In the aftermath, even his closest mates questioned if he was in on the scheme, conspiring with Adelaide to target Stuart.

He found himself at a loss for words, his past compliance with Adelaide now haunting him.

Morwenna nodded solemnly. "I believe you. You might not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but you don't have it in you to harm Stuart."

Barclay was momentarily speechless, unsure if he was being complimented or insulted.

Yet, her straightforward belief in him brought a sense of relief.

With a tone of regret, Barclay admitted, "Morwenna, there's something else I didn't tell you. Fletcher once mentioned that Jethro's injuries weren't caused by me. He suggested that after our fight, someone else must have seriously harmed him. According to Fletcher, whoever benefited from this ordeal is our prime suspect. The only person... Adelaide demanded a hefty sum from me as compensation. At the time, I couldn't believe she was capable of such a thing, so I never mentioned it to you."

Morwenna pondered this revelation.

Rushing to explain, Barclay added, "I didn't keep it from you on purpose. I just couldn't imagine her hurting her own brother."

To Morwenna's lack of surprise, she

calmly stated, "If Adelaide was

desperate enough, she wouldn't

hesitate to harm anyone, not even herself or her brother."

Morwenna had seen it firsthand when Adelaide, in a frail state, had leaped into a pond just to see who Stuart would save first.

Barclay noticed Morwenna's nonchalant demeanor.

He reflected on Fletcher's calmness when discussing the matter.

It seemed everyone knew Adelaide's true nature except him, played for a fool in her schemes.

Barclay's expression soured.

Seeing his discomfort, Morwenna's eyes widened in alarm. "You're not still planning to help Adelaide, are you?"

She remembered overhearing a conversation where Barclay's mother mentioned that all it took was a candy from Adelaide for Barclay to loyally defend her all these years.

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If he was still considering helping Adelaide, Morwenna was ready to show him the door, sparing herself further frustration.

Barclay firmly shook his head, his

face stem. "No, not anymore.

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There's nothing left between Adelaide and me. Not even friendship."

After years of unwavering support only to be exploited, anyone would feel disillusioned.

Barclay's current turmoil was evident.

His heart harbored a growing resentment, questioning the goodness in people after being betrayed by someone he deeply trusted.

Morwenna had sensed Barclay's inner turmoil, which is why she had brought him into her shop, hoping to offer some solace.