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

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

gaze was distant and bewildered as she whispered,

then and there, what their

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

had been about to say were

placing a delicate pillow on

lingered momentarily, betraying a hint

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and Stuart stood

also there to pick out a gown for

want all three of them

like an

part of the caring sister, cautioned her, "Ms. Winslet, be careful. That dress you're wearing is quite expensive. It would be a shame if it

added, "Stuart, I wanted to help Ms. Winslet pick her dress, but you

the second floor started at a million dollars, usually

"I

could it not be

with a poorly concealed 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

pretty clear that Morwenna was