How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Since finding the root of the problem, Stuart had no further use for Morwenna. In a hasty move, he pushed her aside.

Groggy from sleep, Morwenna nearly tumbled to the floor.

Rubbing her eyes, she looked at Stuart, puzzled and disoriented.

"Out," Stuart commanded, his voice deep and stern.

Morwenna was bewildered. After all, Stuart had arranged for her to sleep there as per their agreement. And at the time, he was dismissing her with such hostility.

What was with the attitude? She felt like punching him again!

Morwenna had thought sharing a bed signified a step toward a closer relationship, that perhaps she and Stuart could start to get along peacefully.

the same bed. He began to make life increasingly difficult for her, inventing endless chores that kept

to keep her occupied. Just yesterday, he had her replace all the drapes in the house, a task that kept her up until midnight. Today, he had scattered beans

a fool could see Stuart was deliberately

patient. Norbert had been kind to her, and no matter how terrible

your cool. Don't hit Stuart." She kept reminding herself in her

Zoe and carefully reviewed every detail

changing Stuart's bed linens every three days, having the carpets professionally cleaned weekly, and handling Stuart's laundry, suits,

matter what Stuart threw at her, Morwenna gritted her

to make someone's life miserable without getting his hands dirty, but with Morwenna, he resorted to the simplest forms of harassment,

Morwenna was not one to give up. For Norbert's sake, she could endure a little

clear to Morwenna. Stuart was a nuisance, and he

standoff continued

Stuart. She didn't mind keeping up their current arrangement, but she didn't want Norbert to sense the tension between her