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."

upon hearing Stuart's

that I promised Norbert I'd look

daily, and my favorite meals are ready without fail. Even before you came, the orchids

was unusually

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

there, she clearly realized that Stuart didn't

at her, Stuart's voice was devoid of emotion. "Our marriage is only nominal, a wish of Grandpa. I'll set you

took a long time to

move out, but I have one

"A house in Rosefrost Hollow isn't enough? What else

blood, hoping for one last grab at

inform me if Norbert visits. Just pretend we're still together for his sake.

"What?"

find a place and move out

a

eyes darkened, and

might not retract his offer, Morwenna nodded