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.

her more after spending a night in the same bed. He began to make life increasingly difficult for her, inventing endless chores that kept her busy well into the

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

Stuart was deliberately making things hard for

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

Stuart." She kept reminding herself in her

carefully reviewed every detail of her duties at Windcharm Villas, taking

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

her, Morwenna gritted

with Morwenna, he resorted

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

pretty clear to Morwenna. Stuart was a

continued until

with Stuart. She didn't mind keeping up their current arrangement,