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.

surprise, despite days of searching and being ready to take any job at a low wage, no one wanted

felt discouraged. Was it so hard to

under the weather in the Gallagher family,

from her sat a man

the man from the last party who had tried to splatter her

there is no way she's getting a job at Rosefrost Hollow,"

much? Stuart will blame me

fish at the market. It's foul and disgusting. She's moved out of Windcharm Villas and

Stuart seems to have a

was sad and

"Don't worry, Adelaide. No man would want a dandelion over a pearl. All these

he must protect

maid, a small lesson

her trouble finding a job was

one's imagination, and she couldn't conceive of the lengths the

guys blocked her path as Morwenna was returning home

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