How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart was busy with nothing, but Morwenna had plans for the afternoon anyway.

Lately, she'd been on the hunt for a new job.

Feeling grumpy, Morwenna sat down and buried her head in her plate, eating non-stop.

After a while, she forgot what she was brooding over. The steak was delicious.

Stuart shot a little smirk. Maybe the good grub being enjoyed across the table made his own chow taste a bit better today.

When Morwenna left his place, she was too full.

She glanced back at the house, feeling a mix of emotions.

Did Stuart invite her for lunch on purpose?

His sudden kindness had her feeling uneasy.

Back home, Morwenna pushed thoughts of the enigmatic Stuart aside and resumed her job search.

despite days of searching and being ready to take any job at a low

Was it so hard to land a job in the big

weather in the Gallagher family, taking her

a man

recognize him as the man from the last party who had

no way

much? Stuart will blame

my idea, not yours, Adelaide. I heard that maid's been butchering fish at the market. It's foul and disgusting. She's moved out of Windcharm Villas and lives in some crumbling old apartment block. She's poor

to have a soft

was

a dandelion over a pearl. All these years, everyone

he must protect

maid, a small lesson and driving

imagined that her trouble finding a

couldn't conceive of the lengths the wealthy

blocked her path as Morwenna was returning home

a good memory. She hardly forgot people she had seen once and recognized them instantly. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ