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."

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was lazy and carefree

of surprise, were fixed on Stuart,

his lofty indifference, as cold

expression for the first time. "Stuart, what do

of love and reliance. Even 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

frowned, puzzled by her resistance. "Just sign it. Isn't it said that money can easily keep a

so greedy, kiddo. What more

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

who had dared to speak to