How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna picked up an eclair from the plate.

"Yum, it's delicious."

Seeing her enjoyment, Claude asked, "Would you like another one?"

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Claude, with a quizzical expression, pushed the entire plate of pastries towards her.

After munching on a few, Morwenna patted her belly, which had stopped rumbling.

Feeling a bit embarrassed to eat more, she cheerfully said, "Thanks for the pastries, they're really good. Let's get back to the lesson, shall we? I'll make up for the time lost, after all, we did agree on a fee, and take my professional ethics seriously."

Claude suddenly cut her off, "Ms. Winslet, what's the point of me learning all this?"

Morwenna paused, her gaze shifting from the book to Claude.

Claude met her eyes.

have albinism, or that my vision is impaired. My immune system is compromised, and I have various complications. My lungs are slowly fibrosing irreversibly. I frequently suffer from myocarditis, as well as

at the young

know much about albinism, thinking it was just about having pale

looked like an angel, wouldn't live

asking her

she replied seriously, "Learning can clarify your mind, broaden your

matter how much I

but when my teacher was seriously ill, he used the money for his treatment to help several orphans with their living and

you suggesting I use my remaining life to

how long you have, just do what you find meaningful as long as you are

can't find anything

There's everything in books, and maybe

"Seriously?"

then added, "Tomorrow, I'll bring you some

into Morwenna's, as if seeing

for a long time, then

seemed to hide