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."

don't test my patience further." Stuart's voice carried his usual authoritative

wait for Morwenna's agreement. With his clothes

left, Morwenna pouted, looking like a

trying so hard to make it

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

hair, and took the

want her upstairs for? Was he

hesitated but eventually

not he would find something

deep breath

Morwenna saw Stuart leaning against the bed, eyes

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he appear more peaceful and

she pondered it, Stuart opened

time she approached a sleeping Stuart. He was prone to lashing

me. It's me. Don't freak out. You've got serious

deep voice murmuring. "Come

back warily.

made him

voice deepened. "Come

respond well to harshness, rolled her eyes