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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party alone but thinking of Norbert, turned to the

Morwenna to the venue, a private

at the entrance, the bodyguard said, "Here we are. I'll wait outside. It's not appropriate for

you, you've been a great help," Morwenna said

with intricate architecture, resembling a picturesque

a private event with familiar faces.

first time

around, trying to

found herself

The place was enormous.

heels, though elegant, started to hurt

was about to try another direction when she heard a frail

It was Adelaide again, seemingly

she saw Stuart and Adelaide approaching

they supposed to be heading to the

a feeble voice, "Ms. Winslet, I took some medication and I'm feeling better, so we

calm, but internally