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 Norbert I'd

my favorite meals are ready without fail. Even before you came, the orchids in the yard had

unusually verbose for

didn't

she clearly realized that Stuart didn't give a damn about

only nominal, a wish of Grandpa. I'll set

Morwenna took a long time

but I have

house in Rosefrost Hollow isn't enough? What else do

in her blood, hoping for one

"I don't want your house. My only condition is that you inform me if Norbert visits. Just pretend we're still together for his sake. I don't want to break

"What?"

a place and

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

and then, he agreed.

offer,