How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

The broad-shouldered bodyguard broke into a wide grin, revealing a row of shiny white teeth that contrasted starkly against his dark complexion, which flushed with a hint of excitement.

He thumped his chest and promised, "Sure, I'll make sure Morwenna is safe. No one's gonna lay a finger on her."

Norbert nodded in approval.

Morwenna wore a puzzled expression as Stuart observed from behind.

Was the bodyguard's enthusiasm really appropriate?

She couldn't help but ask, "Have we met before?"

Orson nodded earnestly, "Yes, madam. My uncle told me about you. He said I was too clumsy and Mr. Hetfield has a short temper. I tend to irritate Mr. Hetfield easily, so my uncle suggested I stick around you more, Morwenna. He thought it might be beneficial for me to get familiar with you, maybe even shift to your side one day."

Morwenna grew even more bewildered.

Everyone said she was straightforward, but she felt this bodyguard was even more so.

There he was, declaring Mr. Hetfield's temper issues right in front of Stuart.

uncle?" Morwenna

God, my uncle's Quinlan Brown, Norbert's trusted driver for

just spilled everything in just a few words. She

even Mr. Hetfield can't beat me in a

also chuckled, "Let him stay. Don't mind his slow wit. His skills are top-notch. Even

"I'm really useful,

decline further, agreed to keep

still there,

one asked for Stuart's

the car. It was then that Stuart finally spoke

at Stuart and said, "I'm taking Wenna back to the family estate. Why should she stay at Windcharm Villas, to be kicked out by you at any moment?"

car accident I saw last time I came, were you planning on

since she arrived and how she endured it alone, and even

Morwenna,

not even bothering to get her fresh

panicked, "I'm sorry, Norbert. I

handed over