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."

test my patience further." Stuart's

didn't wait for Morwenna's agreement. With his clothes still damp, he turned and walked

pouted, looking like a

was trying so hard to make

she slapped her cheeks lightly, trying to cheer herself up, whispering, "Come on, Wenna, be strong. It's okay. You're here to repay

dry clothes, dried her hair, and took

did Stuart want her upstairs for? Was he planning

but

whether or not he would

breath and pushed it open. After all, Stuart had asked her to

Stuart leaning against the bed, eyes closed, seemingly

an intense vibe about him. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ

he appear more peaceful and

pondered it, Stuart opened his

last time she approached a sleeping

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

softened, his deep voice murmuring.

back warily. "What

made him drowsy wafted up

voice deepened. "Come

to harshness, rolled her eyes playfully