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."

widened upon hearing

promised Norbert I'd look after

need that? Zoe handles everything perfectly. Someone cleans Windcharm Villas daily, and my favorite meals are ready without fail.

unusually verbose

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

there, she clearly realized that

was devoid of emotion. "Our marriage is only nominal, a wish

her fingers nervously, Morwenna took a

out, but

grew mocking. "A house in Rosefrost Hollow isn't enough? What

she was, greedy in her blood, hoping for one last grab at his wealth

sarcasm, Morwenna said sternly, "I don't want your house. My only condition is that you inform me if

"What?"

a

genuinely for his grandfather or a ploy to stay entangled with him. He saw no

and then, he agreed.

retract his offer, Morwenna nodded immediately. "Okay, I'll move