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.

his tweed jacket and draped it over Morwenna's

you? Cold? Hurt anywhere?

teary-eyed, her voice low, "Norbert, I'm not used

help you change." Norbert was soothing

thought she still had someone who genuinely cared for

family, and

had wanted to ask

now, it seemed

too heartbroken, just a bit

sense something

spare Stuart a glance, not even noticing the red mark

gave Stuart a disappointed look before

I'll announce today that you are Stuart's wife. No one can take that place from you." Morwenna shook her head, "No need, Norbert. I don't want it in public. I just feel bad for

truly felt

had watched her grow up, treating her like a beloved

the Hetfield family's influence, finding a suitable wife for Stuart wouldn't have

had insisted on

her troubled like this, he suddenly didn't

had

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