How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart grabbed the marriage license and tossed it carelessly to Norbert.

It was like ticking off a checklist for him. He turned, got into his car, and slammed the door shut.

Caught off guard and fuming, Norbert yelled, "Hold on there, young man! You just got married, and you have a wife now. Are you planning to leave her behind?"

Stuart rolled down the window, ignored Norbert's words, and looked coldly at Morwenna. "Remember, this marriage stays under wraps. Don't blab about us outside. It's beneath me!"

With that, he revved the engine, leaving a puff of exhaust and speeding away before Morwenna could respond.

Norbert staggered with anger.

Morwenna quickly stepped forward to steady him. "Norbert, are you all right?" Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Norbert could hardly conceal his embarrassment. He also wanted to ask if Wenna was okay.

Coughing slightly to clear his throat, he spoke earnestly, "Wenna, you know the deal with my grandson, don't you? He's tough to deal with and not good at much. You wouldn't consider divorcing him, would you?"

he is, I'll take care of him. We believe

that someone dared call Stuart, the feared tycoon, useless, they'd

Morwenna's naive and sincere face, feeling like a villain who had

to secretly transfer the ownership of Stuart's villa to Morwenna when he got

to foster their relationship before they returned to the Hetfield's Homestead. He left in a hurry, intent on hiding the marriage certificate. That way, there'd be

place where

complex wasn't luxurious, even ordinary,

wealth. Living there was

so hurriedly that he forgot to mention Morwenna was Norbert's wife. The driver dropped Morwenna off at the entrance of Windcharm Villas, not bothering with her luggage, and left. Carrying her bags, Morwenna found

a small yard enclosed by a picket fence with a modest three-story

Morwenna of the grandest house in her

family wasn't as wealthy as she feared, which eased her worries about

yard was spacious, perfect for

took out the key Norbert gave her,

she saw Stuart sitting on

elegant, Stuart had left his suit jacket aside, his shirt collar loosely opened, revealing an alluring Adam's apple. A small mole at the corner of his eye lifted as he looked up, every move radiating a