How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Norbert chuckled, his mustache quivering, "Fine, fine, I won't get mad at you."

He picked a variety show on TV and was engrossed in it.

However, Morwenna couldn't focus on the TV show. Sitting too close to Stuart, she instinctively sat up straight.

Stuart was also distracted. Once again, he caught a whiff of that drowsy scent.

It was closer than before this time.

Since they had agreed to catch a few hours of sleep together last time, Stuart had been too busy to replicate that scent.

His chronic insomnia had been making him increasingly irritable.

Sitting so close, with her soft hand tightly holding his, Stuart slowly closed his eyes.

The variety show on TV burst into laughter, and unconsciously leaning toward Morwenna, Stuart fell asleep in the living room.

Morwenna froze as Stuart's breathing whispered in her ear.

What on earth was he doing?

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Stuart's

had tried countless remedies for Stuart's

and other people around, Stuart had

last time he saw Stuart

It was Morwenna's doing!

with a tender smile, silently gesturing. "You guys rest. I'll head back now." Morwenna tried to get up to see him out,

quickly waved her off, indicating no need, and

assured that letting Morwenna marry Stuart was the best

Norbert left, Morwenna looked at the person beside her who still hadn't opened his

realized he wasn't pretending. He

thought about waking him

then, she remembered the irritable and aggressive aura Stuart emitted each time he woke

him sleeping so peacefully, she let him be in return

Stuart slept on.

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the evening, when the last rays of the setting