How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

The butler didn't dare enter.

Otherwise, he would have caught a glimpse of the young master, holding a mirror and examining the small black marks scattered like ink spots across his ghostly pale face. Morwenna waited patiently on the other side.

Soon, the butler returned with a long-term contract in hand.

Thinking of the salary, Morwenna struggled to contain her smile, her usually stern face softening.

The butler was much more polite this time, "Ms. Winslet, today's already Thursday. You can start next Monday."

Being addressed as Ms. Winslet made Morwenna feel a bit shy.

She thought about mentioning she was free the next day, Friday, but the butler had already set the start date for Monday. Pleased, Morwenna signed the contract and received her pay for the day.

She didn't use online payment methods and was handed $1,000 in cash, which brought a smile to her face.

planning to send it to the school, and took

visited the shopping mall Stuart had once taken her to. The mall was bustling with an array of food and goods on display, but she headed straight for

half a chicken, a selection of

dislike fish. He just hated dealing with bones. If

nearly exhausted, Morwenna passed by the eggs but

in the mountains who lacked even basic meals and decided to save

Villas, Stuart was

soup, then moved on to meticulously

spent over an hour

ready, it was

without his phone number, Morwenna

packed the warm meal into a thermal container and headed out, planning to deliver it to Stuart

he worked at the Hetfield