How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Holding her waist gently, Fletcher lifted her up.

It wasn't until Fletcher felt her soft body in his hands that he realized what he was doing, which made his face slightly pale.

"What am I doing right under Stuart's watchful eyes?" he thought.

Then, a crisp and lively voice rang out, "Thank you, Dr. Vaughn."

Suddenly, Fletcher was glad he had intervened.

Otherwise, the poor girl would have been in a real pickle.

Stuart watched from the shore, his expression dark and unreadable.

Morwenna had just climbed ashore when Norbert rushed over.

Adelaide, frail and about to speak, was completely ignored as Norbert bypassed her to reach Morwenna.

Adelaide seemed to twist her face.

She knew Norbert wasn't fond of her, but for Stuart's sake, he had always been decent to her, never this dismissive.

shed his tweed jacket and draped it over Morwenna's

are you? Cold? Hurt anywhere? Don't worry, I'm

a bit teary-eyed, her voice low, "Norbert,

them. I will help you

still had someone who genuinely

family, and

for Stuart, she had wanted to ask him

it seemed

wasn't too heartbroken,

to sense something and

a glance, not even noticing the red mark

Stuart a disappointed look before turning

No one can take that place from you." Morwenna shook her head, "No need, Norbert. I don't

truly felt

funding Morwenna's education, he had watched her grow up, treating her like a beloved

Hetfield family's influence, finding a suitable wife

had insisted on

this, he suddenly didn't want to force her

had hurt Wenna

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a response, her voice nasal, heart-wrenchingly