How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

"Thanks, Dr. Vaughn. I'll head in then. Goodbye."

"Morwenna!"

"Yes? Is there something else?"

"No, nothing. Goodbye."

Fletcher felt like he was losing his mind. At that brief moment, he had almost wanted to warn Morwenna not to give her whole heart to Stuart.

When somebody gives their all, getting stabbed in the back hurts like heck.

Yet, he couldn't sabotage Stuart's plans.

Heavy-hearted, Fletcher walked away.

Morwenna returned to the house.

Stuart was probably already asleep, and she didn't want to wake him by going upstairs. She freshened up in the downstairs guest room and changed into her pajamas before heading up.

She quietly opened the door, leaving her slippers at the entrance and stepping softly on the carpet like a cat, making no sound at all.

she could see Stuart already in bed, sleeping on his side but facing

carpet and

at Stuart, her heart felt even

much had happened in the past

Morwenna felt bewildered.

like a blank slate, suddenly thrust into a whirlwind of emotions. She wasn't even sure what her feelings

was like Melvin,

But it seemed different.

Stuart, she realized what was troubling

It was envy.

gave to Adelaide. She

he didn't hate her, didn't want her to get

marriage has room

lowered her gaze. Despite the pain,

to catch up on sleep during the

darkness, Stuart opened his

as dangerous as a specter's, fixed

almost unsure whether Morwenna was innocent or

emotions were too direct and vivid, which were unlike anything he

slowly faded. He'd wait for the banquet to see if she would use the opportunity to reveal