How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Could it be too early?

The tutoring session was set for the afternoon, though no specific time was mentioned. Morwenna figured since it was already 1 PM, it should count as afternoon. So, she knocked on the door.

The butler, who always seemed to force a smile, answered.

Upon seeing Morwenna, a flicker of genuine joy crossed the butler's face. "Ms. Winslet, you're here! Please, come in."

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Morwenna apologized, "I hope I'm not too early."

"Not at all, not at all. It's perfectly fine."

Why would it be too early? Just yesterday, Claude had inquired about his tutor.

It was the first time he had shown willingness to interact with outsiders. The butler had been astounded.

Had he known Claude would be so receptive, he might have scrapped the weekend breaks in the contract.

Another day without his tutor, Claude would've torn the house down.

Morwenna was puzzled by the butler's enthusiasm but didn't dwell on it. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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Morwenna was ready for anything. If the troubled youth tried anything, she

the curtains barely open, peeking through the sliver at the outside world. He looked like a prisoner in

but feel a twinge of sympathy, understanding why the boy

albinism, he had faced too much scrutiny and

eyes meeting Morwenna's, as if she were

gaze, he didn't lash out

to avoid being restrained, keep calm.

Claude remained silent.

yet noticed that today the boy showed no intent of

desk, his eyes still on Morwenna. "Aren't you here to

Morwenna replied, "Oh yes, right

was in

from him, Morwenna felt relieved, and

knocked and brought in a

down, not daring to

Claude seemed slightly

when he noticed Morwenna eyeing the pastries,

only had breakfast and, caught up in her morning's tasks, had skipped