How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

When Morwenna finished cooking, she found Adelaide had already left the house. Not that it mattered much because she had only prepared one portion anyway.

When placing the food on the dining table, Morwenna cheerfully said to Stuart, "Breakfast is ready, Stuart. I've got to go. See you."

With a deep look in his eyes, Stuart said again, "Wait a minute."

Morwenna furrowed her brows, wondering what sort of trouble Stuart was brewing. She had made his meal. What more could he possibly want?

Stuart handed her a document. "Take a look and sign it if everything seems fine."

she was supposed to sign. Was he worried she wouldn't keep her word and refuse to leave? Sᴇaʀch

three-year marriage contract, including a blank check. Stuart's voice was lazy and carefree as he said, "You like money, don't you? You agreed to sleep with me once for a hundred thousand

of surprise, were fixed on Stuart, searching for

lofty indifference, as cold

Morwenna confronted Stuart with a cold expression for the first time.

couldn't achieve that, they should at least part amicably,

sign it. Isn't it said that

so greedy, kiddo. What more

enough to curse, and so she did. "Are you out of your mind, you crazy old man! You wanted me gone, and I agreed. You know Norbert has our marriage certificate, that we can't divorce, yet you selfishly ask me to leave, bearing the title of Stuart's wife, unable to remarry. Sure, for Norbert's sake, I can accept it. But let's make it clear. I owe you nothing. I haven't spent any of your money or taken anything of

turned a shade uglier. The last person who had dared to speak to him like that had ended