How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Chapter 11

After finishing their spaghetti, Stuart hadn't left the house. He sat on the couch, eyes closed, appearing mentally drained.

Morwenna felt uncomfortably dirty when still covered in dirt and sweat from a fever.

Yet, she hesitated to take a cold shower.

It wasn't the illness she feared but the inconvenience it might cause others.

Tentatively, Morwenna approached Stuart and whispered, "Stuart, can you please... show me how to get the hot water running?"

Stuart wasn't asleep, but he reclined on the couch with his eyes shut, clearly not in the mood to interact.

Morwenna couldn't continue.

Usually bright and cheerful, she felt awkward and constrained, alone with a man for the first time in many years.

Ignored by Stuart, she quietly retreated to her room.

bathroom, Morwenna called Zoe for help while she fumbled

She felt foolish for not learning even after

Morwenna waited for Zoe.

Stuart strode into her

her standing in the bathroom, Stuart walked straight toward her without

cold water. His gaze turned icy. Sarcastically, Stuart sneered, "Oh, playing the sick and pitiful card in front of me by taking cold

being wrongly

protested, puffing up her face. "I just don't know how to get the hot

from head to toe. Caught off-guard, she shielded her eyes and asked, "Stuart, what are

scoffed, "You like cold showers, huh?

water seeped into her clothes, uncomfortably hugging her under-the-weather

was like a

one to take

to snatch the shower head from

tall, and

Morwenna charged and pushed him hard, causing them to tumble into the bathtub, which

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