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.

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

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 all over

Stuart was deliberately making things hard for

patient. Norbert had been kind to her, and no

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

and carefully reviewed every detail of

detailed, like cleaning daily, changing Stuart's bed linens every three days, having the carpets professionally cleaned weekly, and handling Stuart's laundry, suits, shirts, and ties, with dry

gritted her teeth and

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

give up. For Norbert's sake, she

one thing pretty clear to

standoff continued until the

lunch that day. Morwenna decided it was time to talk with Stuart. She didn't mind keeping up their current arrangement, but she didn't want Norbert to sense the tension between