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.

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