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.

learned not to expect to

one of those kids again, safely caught after

bewildered

to ask him, right then and there, what

Adelaide rushed

words Morwenna had been about to say

gently, like placing a delicate

betraying a hint

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and Stuart stood

did Morwenna realize Adelaide was also there to pick out a gown for the same

want all three

like

careful. That dress you're wearing is quite expensive. It would be

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. I'm so envious. She gets to

started at a million dollars, usually reserved for the

"I didn't arrange

puzzled. How could it not be Stuart's

delight as she quickly said, "Dresses in the second floor dresses are not something everyone can afford. Maybe Ms. Winslet met some wealthy folks back at

that Morwenna was hanging