How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna gasped as she peered down the towering staircase.

One wrong step and she'd surely end up with a sprained ankle, or worse.

The thought of doctor's bills and medication costs flashed through her mind in that split second, her worries tangling into a thick knot of anxiety about money.

But the anticipated hurt never arrived. Strong arms snagged her at the very last moment.

It was Stuart who had grabbed her.

Stunned, Morwenna found herself looking into Stuart's eyes.

As a kid back in the small mountain town where she grew up, there was an old apple tree that all the kids loved to climb.

Parents would always be there at the bottom, arms wide open and ready to catch their kid if they were to fall.

But that wasn't the case for her.

No matter how many times she fell, no one was there to catch her.

She learned to pick herself up.

to expect to be

those kids again, safely caught after a

distant and bewildered as she

right then and there, what

rushed over, a concerned look plastered across

had been about

set Morwenna down gently, like placing a delicate pillow on a

momentarily, betraying a hint of reluctance to

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and Stuart stood side

Morwenna realize Adelaide was also there to pick out

three of them

like

her, "Ms. Winslet, be careful. That dress you're wearing is quite expensive. It would be a shame if

jealousy and pity in her tone, added, "Stuart, I wanted to help Ms. Winslet pick her dress, but you arranged for her to have one from the second floor.

from the second floor started at a million dollars,

slightly. "I

puzzled. How could it not be Stuart's

with a poorly concealed delight as she quickly said, "Dresses in the second floor dresses

clear that Morwenna was hanging