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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Morwenna convinced herself and briskly climbed into

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

agree to the arrangement since he disliked

glanced at Stuart secretly, noticing his handsome profile and the small mole near his eye, which somehow made

her cheeks warming. She thought she might still have a

Morwenna soon drifted off to sleep despite

played on Stuart's lips. He could get this girl into bed with

that she was

front of him? Without any guard

one dared to

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

her for a long while, listening to her

tense mood softened,

a phone call, Norbert decided to

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

much faster

well, a façade of frivolity masking a cold, hardened interior, unlikely ever to trust enough to marry or have children. So, he resorted to such extreme measures to