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."

patience further." Stuart's voice carried his

Morwenna's agreement. With his clothes still damp, he turned and

Morwenna pouted, looking like

trying so hard to make it

lightly, trying to cheer herself up, whispering, "Come on, Wenna, be strong. It's okay.

hair, and took

Stuart want her upstairs for? Was he planning to make things difficult

hesitated but

whether or not he would find something to

deep breath and

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peaceful and

Stuart opened his eyes, his

time she approached a sleeping Stuart. He was prone to

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

deep voice murmuring. "Come

stepped back warily.

scent that made him drowsy

"Come here, I

who didn't respond well to harshness, rolled