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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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

surprise, were fixed on Stuart, searching for even a trace of

lofty indifference, as cold and

expression for the first time. "Stuart,

reliance. Even if they couldn't achieve that, they should at least part amicably, with some semblance of

it said that money

so

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.

person who had dared to speak to him like that