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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stunned by the

Stuart's sleeping troubles

countless remedies for Stuart's insomnia,

TV blaring and other people around, Stuart

the last time he saw Stuart and Morwenna sleeping together, and it

It was Morwenna's doing!

now." Morwenna tried to get up to see him out, but with Stuart leaning on her, she couldn't

her off, indicating no need, and hurried out

assured that letting Morwenna marry Stuart

person beside her who still hadn't

he wasn't

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remembered the irritable and aggressive aura Stuart emitted each

him sleeping so peacefully, she let him

Stuart slept on.

didn't move

last rays of the setting