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."

"Stuart!" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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

that I promised Norbert I'd look

favorite meals are ready without

unusually verbose

speaking the truth. He didn't need her care. Her presence

realized that

Stuart's voice was devoid of emotion. "Our marriage is only nominal, a wish of Grandpa. I'll set you up in a house, but I don't want to

Morwenna took a long time to

but

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

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

that you inform me if

"What?"

find a

a ploy to stay entangled with him. He

and then, he

he might not retract his offer, Morwenna nodded