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.

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

tall, at least six feet three, making it impossible for her to

fierce gaze a bit, though his usual

robe around himself and stepped towards Morwenna,

overwhelming, causing Morwenna to instinctively want

she tried to move, her wrist got

head to meet

but no fear. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

quite afraid of him, yet they pretended otherwise to

noticed smiles plastered on their faces, but their eyes screamed wariness and fear, which he

She was

to Stuart, in Morwenna's heart,

there to fear about a

Stuart knew how he was perceived by Morwenna,

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

and her pull was so strong

aggression momentarily, unable to hold

the door