How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart glanced at Morwenna indifferently.

"What does your promise have to do with me?" Stuart said coldly.

"But Norbert is your grandfather."

"I don't care."

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His face remained expressionless as he looked at the frazzled young woman before him.

Biting her lip, Morwenna pleaded softly, "Stuart, Norbert is getting old, and his heart isn't what it used to be. Please, I'm begging you. After tomorrow, I'll take on more chores. Please."

Norbert had supported her for many years and was the only one who seemed to care about her through his letters.

Morwenna had little to her name, and she was desperate to protect what little connection she had.

Stuart scrutinized her, then suddenly let out a cold, unrestrained laugh. "I can play the part of your husband for a day, but after that, you're moving out."

eyes widened upon hearing Stuart's

just that I promised

I need that? Zoe handles everything perfectly. Someone cleans Windcharm Villas daily, and my favorite meals are ready

unusually verbose for

didn't need her care. Her presence only complicated his

realized that Stuart didn't give a damn

"Our marriage is only nominal, a wish of Grandpa.

fingers nervously, Morwenna took a

out, but

grew mocking. "A house in Rosefrost

for one

"I don't want your house. My only condition is that you inform me if Norbert visits. Just pretend

"What?"

find a place

or a ploy

and then,

offer, Morwenna nodded immediately.