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.

helped Stuart change his clothes,

feet three, making it

fierce gaze a bit, though his usual sharpness still

a robe around himself and stepped

causing Morwenna to instinctively want

to move, her

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were quite afraid of him, yet they pretended otherwise to hang

plastered on their faces, but their eyes screamed

showed no fear. She was

in Morwenna's heart, he was a

to fear

was perceived by Morwenna, he would likely

teasing, saying her name in a way that was both alluring and intimate. Realizing her mistake, Morwenna blushed and turned

was so strong that she almost dragged him down

paused his aggression momentarily, unable to

had already fled the bathroom, slamming the door behind