How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

It just wasn't working out.

Adelaide turned ghostly pale, her knees buckling as if the air itself was suddenly too thick to breathe.

Stuart darkened his expression.

"Just breathe slowly. I'll take you to the hospital," Stuart said and didn't forget to address Morwenna, "I'll have the bodyguard take you to the party."

"Stuart..." Adelaide's voice was dripping with hurt and accusation.

She couldn't believe that even now, Stuart was sending Morwenna off to the party.

Supporting Adelaide, Stuart led her away.

Once they were in the car, his voice was cold and emotionless. "Adelaide, quit the manipulations. Whether you go or not, Morwenna has to be at that party. Got it?"

Adelaide, already struggling to breathe, felt like her breath had completely stopped.

Like nothing had happened, Stuart gently reminded her, "Remember to breathe."

He then drove away with Adelaide.

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glanced at the departing Mr. Hetfield, then at the stunningly

Morwenna, not wanting to attend the party alone but thinking

bodyguard escorted Morwenna to the venue, a

entrance, the bodyguard said, "Here we are. I'll

a great help," Morwenna said as she

architecture, resembling a picturesque scene straight from a

a private event with familiar faces. There was

first

around, trying

found

The place was enormous.

high heels, though elegant, started to hurt after

she was about to try another direction when she heard a frail voice behind

frowned. It was Adelaide again,

Stuart and

supposed to be heading

to Stuart, Adelaide spoke in a feeble voice, "Ms. Winslet, I took some medication and I'm feeling better, so we didn't go to the hospital. Let's go in together. I haven't seen Norbert

calm, but internally