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.

realized he was getting used to someone

lit house and finding it empty wasn't

and Morwenna wasn't there. Stuart darkened his

he went about his usual evening

Morwenna had been staying at Windcharm Villas, Stuart had

the lingering scent of Morwenna, he drifted off

as black

so hungry." the little boy

fed 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

seemed on the

passed by above, but they just

the ground, the boy looked up at the sun, which seemed just

cold were relentless. He wished all those people would

darker

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

irritation almost made him throw

to deliver lunch to the Hetfield Group, Stuart immediately called

the caller ID and almost rolled his eyes. Definitely Stuart was

two always used him as a go-between instead of contacting

the call