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.

for the orchids, it could fund the small mountain school for months.

and

carrying a scent

would agree to the arrangement since he

glanced at Stuart secretly, noticing his handsome profile and the small mole near his eye, which somehow made his cold gaze all the more enchanting, as if one could

looked away, her cheeks warming. She

in, and Morwenna soon

lips. He could get this girl into bed with a hundred thousand. She was

that she was

just fell asleep in front

solitude. Indeed, no one dared to rest too close

old playmate once described sleeping beside him as resting beside a venomous snake, always on the brink of

a long while, listening to her steady

softened,

uneasy after making a phone call, Norbert

room.

was much faster than

interior, unlikely ever to trust enough to marry or have children. So,