How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

After Fletcher set everything up, he retreated to the adjacent room to avoid contaminating the hypnotherapy chamber with his presence. He watched the situation inside the patient's room through a

surveillance screen.

Trying to suppress his inner turmoil, Stuart lay down and fell asleep.

Quickly, he picked up on a scent that felt familiar, but something about it seemed off.

The girl sat quietly, her gaze glancing at the sleeping man secretly. He was strikingly handsome.

Stuart seemed asleep, hovering in that liminal space between dreaming and waking.

In his dream, it was dark and oppressive. The figures caught a frail cat.

"Come on, beg me. Crawl over here, and we'll let it go."

"Oops, sorry, my hand slipped. How did it die just like that?"

Stuart was about to kneel.

The scene shifted.

point, Stuart watched a man with both legs crushed. With a calm, almost indifferent voice, he said, "Oops, sorry, I stepped on

room, the girl noticed the handsome man was having

soothe him. Despite being instructed to stay put, she thought it could change her life if the man favored her, freeing her from her

suddenly opened

and bloodshot as he grabbed the throat of

was like a demon cloaked

weakly in

through the monitor, Fletcher rushed in and doused Stuart with a

took a while for her to

now, miss. "You oughta have listened to me and avoided getting close to him. Go home and forget about today. We'll

girl staggered

at his hands, realizing

recalled when Morwenna came close, he hadn't managed to hurt her.

from everyone

Stuart darkened his expression and

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Morwenna's used

no,

Stuart realized the

scent that soothed him