How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart had been through this kind of minor scrapes more times than he could count. But there was Morwenna, visibly distressed on the sidelines, unable to contain her worry as she said to Fletcher, "Be careful

He's lost a lot of blood."

"Don't worry, it's just superficial. A bit of blood is no big deal," Fletcher reassured her.

"But even superficial wounds hurt!"

Fletcher paused for a moment.

Was Stuart afraid of pain?

To Stuart, toughness was a virtue, both towards others and himself.

In their world, the end always justified the means. Discomfort was irrelevant.

Here was Morwenna, worried about Stuart feeling pain.

Fletcher found himself at a loss for words.

at masking his pain or was Morwenna just too

All she saw was

glass were removed and placed blood-soaked on a tray

please find a nurse and get a new hospital gown? Stuart's a bit of a clean

Morwenna blushed and scurried out of

Fletcher smirked cunningly.

spoke,

eyebrow but

tiptoeing to help Stuart dress, careful not to touch his

manner left Fletcher

to change your dressing. Remember, the wound shouldn't get wet for a few days. Should I arrange for someone to stay at Windcharm Villas to look

in the hospital unless absolutely necessary, seemed too impatient to respond, saying, "No need." Fletcher exaggerated his concern, "How can you manage without

overhearing this, looked nearly on the verge of tears

Villas, but she thought maybe she should go and

was obvious from her gaze, easy for anyone to

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