How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart's injury was on his back, so he lay on his side facing away from Morwenna.

In fact, even before Morwenna entered the room, Stuart was just lying there with his eyes closed, not really asleep.

It was only when Morwenna showed up that his breathing finally evened out.

Under the cloak of night, the antique wall clock in the room ticked away, each second echoing as if it would last forever.

After a while, weighed down by fatigue, Morwenna started to drift off to sleep, but just as she was about to close her eyes, Stuart moved slightly, as if trying to turn over.

Morwenna was instantly awake, aware that turning could hurt his wound.

Barefoot, she hurried off the couch and rushed over, gently holding Stuart's shoulder to stop him.

She held her breath, careful not to wake him, knowing well that Stuart was always on high alert and easily roused.

As she pressed against him, her face was a portrait of tension.

Stuart didn't manage to turn over and didn't try further, continuing to sleep on his side.

out a sigh

she thought. Normally, any slight noise or presence could wake him. But here

settle, Morwenna

that Stuart might move and aggravate his wound, Morwenna decided not to sleep and instead sat by the

Being barefoot meant she could

bed, Morwenna watched

for Morwenna who treasured every bit she

to study hard and escape

thrown herself into her studies, earning a place at the prestigious Rosefrost University, determined not to

met, Stuart, she agreed,

moment, Morwenna wanted to give him everything good she

that Fletcher and Stuart played on her

night, ensuring Stuart didn't touch his wound and

to make some oatmeal and a few basic dishes. This way,

Stuart woke up. It had been ages since he had slept so soundly. Noticing the creases in the bed where someone had sat, his eyes

to indifference. After all, it