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.

Stuart change his clothes, he had turned

feet three, making

a bit, though his usual sharpness

and stepped towards

overwhelming, causing Morwenna to instinctively

tried to move,

head to meet

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

on their faces, but their eyes screamed wariness and fear,

showed no fear. She was more interesting than

in Morwenna's heart,

fear about a good

perceived

bathe," Stuart's voice was deep and teasing, saying her name in a

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

paused his aggression momentarily, unable to

fled the bathroom, slamming the door behind her