How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

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She decided that next time something came up, she'd handle it herself. Relying on others clearly wasn't working out. Poor Fletcher had no idea about the underhanded tactics Stuart was up to.

As she turned to leave, Morwenna declared, "I'll go call a doctor."

Stuart's tone was nonchalant. "Don't bother. You take care of it. If you bring someone else in, I won't let them treat it."

"Stuart, how can you be so reckless with your own health!"

Without turning, Stuart faced away from Morwenna. "I'm not joking."

Morwenna had no doubt about the seriousness of Stuart's words. He was known for his reckless traits.

Through clenched teeth, she said, "I'll grab the first aid kit then."

His voice was calm. "If things are still where they were, it should be in the second drawer of the storage cabinet over there."

Morwenna found the first aid kit exactly where Stuart had said it would be.

She carried it over and grimly began to peel off the gauze from Stuart's back.

stuck to his wounds after drying. Carefully, Morwenna dampened it with

cuts and bruises,

Morwenna gasped.

was worse

need to get a doctor, Stuart.

"No doctors."

don't know how to

like a normal wound. I'll go

so stubborn,

these wounds were a result of him saving her,

like this. Taking a deep breath, she recalled how Fletcher had treated Stuart's wounds last time. She methodically disinfected the wounds, then carefully put on clean gauzes. Her hands, cold with nervousness, gently

like the intense heat of summer being cooled by tiny snowflakes falling on his skin, calming the

way of

was covered in scars, vulnerably

been instances where someone had tampered with Stuart's

that; she

finished rebandaging all of Stuart's

his shirt without facing her,