How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart stood by, observing quietly.

With his eyes habitually narrowed, no one could tell what was going through his mind.

The fever reducer worked quickly. Morwenna broke out in a sweat, and her fever began to subside. In her groggy state, she felt like see was seeing Stuart.

When Morwenna regained consciousness, it was already 1 PM the next day. She had slept right through the morning, waking because she was hungry.

Morwenna was tough. Even a high fever that knocked her out didn't keep her down long. After taking the medicine and sleeping off the fever, she was up as if nothing had happened.

She rolled out of bed, dashed to the yard to check on her orchids, and seeing they were all fine, she hurried back inside. Her stomach was growling. The meal from yesterday, a simple spread of three dishes and a soup, had disappeared, presumably cleaned up by someone, which she found a bit regrettable.

She decided to make herself some spaghetti, reluctantly skipping the egg.

She had to economize for Stuart and compensate for the orchids, so she watched every penny.

As Morwenna was cooking the spaghetti, Norbert called.

Norbert asked with concern, "Hey, Wenna, how have you been these days? Has Stuart been treating you well? Anything bothering you, you must tell me, okay?"

the rare show of concern, as an orphan, she wasn't used

night, Stuart had taken

answered earnestly, "I'm doing well. Stuart hasn't

heartily. "That's great, girl.

was genuinely happy. It was rare for anyone to call his grandson a

marriage, determined not to let family drama

the staircase, watching her. She got a

a bruise still on Stuart's face, Morwenna

day, she hit Stuart.

to compensate for the damage she

in the wrong. Her biggest

Stuart remained silent.

then considering

cooking spaghetti. Do you want

despised yesterday's meal

surprise, Stuart walked to the dining table