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."

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

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 a hundred thousand dollars. This contract is for three years. Fill out the check as

eyes, full of surprise, were fixed on Stuart, searching for

indifference, as cold and chilling

Stuart with a cold expression for

achieve that, they should at least part

her resistance. "Just sign it. Isn't it said that money can easily keep a woman? I'm offering

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

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 yours. You know, you have no right to humiliate me like this. What do I want? A person like you

person who had dared to speak