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?

playing the part

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stunned

knew about Stuart's sleeping troubles

countless remedies for Stuart's

other people around, Stuart had fallen

Norbert recalled the last time he saw Stuart

It was Morwenna's doing!

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

off, indicating no

Stuart

at the person beside her who

finally realized he wasn't

about

aggressive aura Stuart emitted each time he woke

she let him be

Stuart slept on.

move

evening, when the last rays of the setting sun gently covered them, that