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.

not to expect

like one of those kids again, safely

and bewildered as she whispered, "Stuart,

and there, what their relationship meant

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

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

started at a million dollars, usually reserved for the

slightly. "I didn't arrange

could it not

quickly said, "Dresses in the second floor dresses are not something everyone can

pretty clear that Morwenna was hanging around