How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart was deep in thought.

For the first time, someone had promised to look out for him, to treat him well.

It was almost laughable.

Yet, for some reason, Stuart didn't laugh.

The icy look in his eyes softened as he realized he had misjudged the girl before him.

Then, Stuart caught a whiff of a faint scent, like lavender mixed with the sweetness of vanilla, a calming, sleep-inducing aroma.

Was he feeling sleepy? Had the scent been the reason for his calmness last night?

Stuart turned to Zoe and said, "Zoe, you can leave now."

Casting a worried glance at Morwenna, Zoe paused, left some cold medicine on the table, and left.

Stuart stepped out of the bathtub with a stern face and said indifferently, "Kiddo, get dressed and come to my room."

Shivering in the cold water, Morwenna protested with a trembling voice, "Go to your room for what? And I'm not a kiddo. I have a name, Morwenna."

Stuart's voice

With his

Morwenna pouted, looking like

trying so hard to make it

"Come on, Wenna, be strong. It's okay. You're here to repay a debt. This little bit of

her hair, and took the cold medicine Zoe had

want her upstairs for? Was he planning

hesitated but eventually went

worry her whether or not he

knocked on Stuart's door and, hearing no response, took a deep breath and pushed it open. After all, Stuart had asked her

Morwenna saw Stuart leaning against the bed, eyes closed, seemingly

intense vibe about him. Sᴇaʀch

he appear more peaceful

pondered it, Stuart opened his eyes, his gaze

last time she approached a sleeping

time, she said, "It's me. It's me. Don't freak out. You've got serious bed

his deep

stepped back warily.

that made him

"Come here, I

respond well to harshness, rolled her eyes playfully and turned to