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.

expectations, Stuart seemed to dislike her more after spending a night in the same bed. He began

when she'd finished her task, Stuart always found more stuff to keep her occupied. Just yesterday, he had her replace all the drapes in the house, a task

could see Stuart was deliberately making

been kind to her, and no matter how terrible Stuart's attitude was, she had to rise above

your cool. Don't hit Stuart." She kept

reviewed every detail of her duties at Windcharm

having the carpets professionally cleaned weekly, and handling Stuart's laundry, suits, shirts, and ties, with dry cleaning, while materials like silk and cashmere needed hand-washing. Stuart disliked parsley,

Morwenna gritted her teeth and got on with her

his hands dirty, but with Morwenna, he resorted to the simplest forms of harassment, hoping she would give up

to give up. For Norbert's sake, she could endure a little

pretty clear to Morwenna. Stuart was a

standoff continued

that Norbert would come over for lunch that day. Morwenna decided it was time to talk with Stuart. She didn't mind keeping up their current arrangement,