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

about Stuart's sleeping

countless remedies for Stuart's insomnia,

the TV blaring and other people around,

last time he saw Stuart and Morwenna sleeping together, and

It was Morwenna's doing!

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

waved her off, indicating no

Morwenna marry Stuart was the

Morwenna looked at the person beside her who still hadn't opened

he wasn't pretending. He

about waking

and aggressive aura

let him be in

Stuart slept on.

move

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