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."

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

was another contract. But this time, it wasn't about sending her away. It was a 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

surprise, were fixed on Stuart,

lofty indifference, as cold

confronted Stuart with a cold expression for the first time. "Stuart, what do you take me

if they couldn't achieve that, they should at least part amicably, with some semblance of respect for one another, not with a contract that felt like

it. Isn't it said that money can

"Don't be so greedy, kiddo. What more

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

person who had dared to