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 Stuart's

just that I promised Norbert

favorite meals are ready without fail.

was unusually verbose for

truth. He didn't need her care. Her

clearly realized that Stuart didn't

nominal, a wish of Grandpa. I'll set you up in a house, but I don't want to

took a long

out, but I have one

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

in her blood, hoping for one last

me if Norbert visits. Just pretend we're still

"What?"

agree, I'll find a place and move out

discern if this was genuinely for his grandfather or a ploy to stay entangled

darkened, and

he might not retract his offer, Morwenna