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

now, in Stuart's arms, Morwenna felt like one of those kids again, safely caught

was distant and bewildered as she whispered,

him, right then and there, what their relationship meant to

careful, are you alright?" Adelaide rushed over, a concerned look plastered

about to say were suddenly

like placing a delicate pillow on

fingertips lingered momentarily, betraying a

banquet is about to start." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

Stuart stood side

Adelaide was also there

seemed to want all three of them to

like an

"Ms. Winslet, be careful. That dress you're wearing is

Winslet pick her dress, but you arranged for her to have one from the second floor. I'm

at a million

slightly. "I didn't

puzzled. How could it not be Stuart's

concealed delight as she quickly said, "Dresses in the second floor dresses are

clear that Morwenna was hanging