How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Fletcher felt really bad for Morwenna.

She had painstakingly prepared a packed lunch and waited for hours, but never got the chance to deliver it.

After wolfing down the meal, which was filled with so much care and affection, Fletcher said contentedly, "Thanks, Wenna. This is seriously good."

Morwenna seemed a bit happier. At least someone appreciated her effort.

She didn't mention going back, so Fletcher just sat there with her.

They chatted intermittently. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

This time, Fletcher didn't call her Mrs. Hetfield.

Given the day's events, it just didn't feel right to say it.

Meanwhile, Stuart returned to Windcharm Villas.

The house was dark, which made him frown.

When Morwenna was around, she usually left a light on.

getting used to someone waiting up

the dimly lit house and finding it empty

late, and Morwenna wasn't there. Stuart darkened

usual evening routine

been staying at Windcharm Villas, Stuart had almost forgotten

lying down, lulled by the lingering scent of Morwenna,

the night was as black as an abyss. Nightmares

so hungry." the little boy

you yesterday. What more do you want? I'm not here to cater to your every whim. If you're hungry, catch a rat and eat. Vermin like you should eat

resembling a sewer, a gaunt

seemed on the

passed by above, but they just looked on

at the sun, which seemed just as

were relentless. He wished all those people

aura grew darker as he

realize he wasn't locked in a sewer. He was just resting, but without Morwenna who was his natural sleeping pill. Stuart reached

almost made

to deliver lunch to the Hetfield Group, Stuart immediately

out with Morwenna, saw the caller ID and almost rolled his eyes.

him as a go-between instead of

the call in a