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.

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