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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why Stuart would agree to the

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 be obsessed

looked away, her cheeks warming. She thought she might still have a

Morwenna soon drifted off to

get this girl into

he noticed that she was

fell asleep in front of him? Without any

used to solitude. Indeed, no one dared to rest too close

beside him as resting beside a

her for a long while, listening

mood softened, and he

making a phone call, Norbert decided to

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

much faster than he'd

Stuart 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