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.

the orchids, it could fund the small mountain school for months. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

convinced herself and briskly climbed into Stuart's

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

agree to the

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

cheeks warming. She

be kicking in, and Morwenna soon drifted off

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

he noticed that she was already

just fell asleep in front of him? Without any guard

solitude. Indeed, no one dared to rest

resting beside a venomous snake, always

long while,

softened, and he closed

after making a phone call, Norbert

up to Stuart's room. Pushing the door open, he peeked inside and

faster than he'd

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 get Stuart to agree