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.

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

stuff to keep her occupied. Just yesterday, he had her replace all the drapes in the house, a task that

could see Stuart was deliberately making things hard for

and no matter

cool. Don't hit Stuart." She

avoid conflict, Morwenna called Zoe and carefully reviewed every detail of

Stuart's bed linens every three days, 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,

Stuart threw at her, Morwenna gritted her teeth and got on with her

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

up. For

one thing pretty clear to

continued

that Norbert would come over for lunch that day. Morwenna decided it was time to talk with Stuart.