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 after a tumble

gaze was distant and bewildered as

right then and there, what their relationship meant

alright?" Adelaide rushed over, a concerned look plastered across

been about to say were suddenly

down gently, like placing a delicate pillow on

betraying a hint of reluctance

composure, he said indifferently, "Let's go. The banquet is about to start." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

Stuart stood

Morwenna realize Adelaide was also there to pick out

want all three

felt like

be careful. That dress you're wearing is quite expensive. It would be a shame if it got torn." Stuart briefly scanned the

Ms. Winslet pick her dress, but you arranged for her to

started at a million dollars, usually reserved for

"I didn't arrange

was puzzled. How could it not be Stuart's

the second floor dresses are not something everyone

implication was pretty clear that Morwenna was hanging around with sugar