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 carried his usual

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

looking

trying so hard to

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

her hair, and took the cold medicine Zoe had left on the

for? Was he planning to make things difficult

but

or not he would

took a deep breath and

Morwenna saw Stuart leaning against

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more peaceful and calm

Stuart opened

the last time she approached a

no time, she said, "It's me. It's me. Don't freak out. You've got serious bed

his deep

stepped back warily.

made him

voice deepened. "Come

well to harshness, rolled her eyes