How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna burst into the bathroom and found Stuart shirtless, facing her.

She didn't know where to look. Just as she was about to turn away, Stuart spun around even quicker.

"Who let you in here!" Stuart's voice was harsh and cold as his back remained turned to Morwenna.

Morwenna knew Stuart would be mad, but she didn't expect him to blow his top like this.

His icy tone startled her, yet she clenched her teeth and responded, "You shouldn't be showering. Your wounds can't get wet." "What did you just see?" His voice was still chilling.

"I didn't see anything," Morwenna replied, genuinely puzzled.

Stuart hadn't even taken off his pants. What could she have seen?

In a fleeting moment, she thought she spotted a scar on Stuart's chest, but he turned around so quickly that she couldn't be sure.

Truth be told, she had never seen Stuart's chest before.

When they had removed the glass, Stuart's shirt was only cut at the back.

she had helped Stuart change his clothes, he had turned his back to

three, making it impossible for her to

his fierce gaze a bit, though

around himself and stepped towards Morwenna,

was overwhelming, causing Morwenna to instinctively want

as she tried to move, her wrist

his head to meet Morwenna's

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afraid of him, yet they pretended otherwise to hang out

smiles plastered on their faces, but their eyes

She was more interesting than the

Stuart, in Morwenna's heart, he

there to fear

Stuart knew how he was perceived by Morwenna,

Stuart's voice was deep and teasing, saying her name in a way that was both alluring and intimate. Realizing her

her hand, and her pull was so strong that she almost dragged him

momentarily, unable to

the bathroom, slamming the door behind her