How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna shot Stuart a look as if he were some kind of lecher.

Stuart rolled his eyes at her. "Relax. I'm not interested in little girls like you."

Morwenna pouted. "So, we're just going to sleep beside each other. That's it?"

"Yep."

"Can I sleep in the middle of the bed, with a pillow between us?"

"Sure."

"And instead of paying back the orchids, can I plant some vegetables in the backyard?"

Stuart's face darkened with impatience. "Whatever you want."

Seeing Stuart on the brink of losing his temper, Morwenna quickly agreed.

She reassured herself internally. After all, she and Stuart were married, so sharing a bed was only natural.

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convinced herself and briskly climbed

blanket was soft, carrying a scent like cedar wood, similar to Stuart's natural

would agree to the arrangement since he disliked

his eye, which somehow made

her cheeks warming. She thought she might

might be kicking in, and Morwenna soon drifted off to

He could get this girl into bed

that

just fell asleep in front of

to solitude. Indeed, no one dared

described sleeping beside him as resting beside a venomous snake, always

her for a long while, listening to her

softened, and he closed his

a phone call,

into Windcharm Villas, he tiptoed up to Stuart's room. Pushing

faster than he'd

cold, hardened interior, unlikely ever to trust enough to marry or have