How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Chapter 103

After finishing her modest dinner, Morwenna tidied away the empty takeout containers.

Aside from the two meatballs, they had eaten everything. Nothing went to waste.

She was quite pleased.

The IV had already been prepared, and Fletcher had double-checked it. Opting not to call in a nurse, he washed his hands, donned gloves, and personally administered the injection to Stuart. Morwenna had noticed long ago that Stuart was wary of everyone.

Like this injury, when he was feverish and weak, he refused to let anyone from the Hetfield family know.

It was as if, even though it was just a facade, he had to appear strong in front of those he distrusted.

He was somewhat more open with Norbert, but with Fletcher, it was truly something special.

Every hospital visit, it was always Fletcher who examined him, no other doctors or nurses.

Stuart seemed to particularly trust Fletcher.

As Morwenna thought about this, she didn't count herself in.

She forgot the fact that besides Fletcher, she too was here.

Morwenna saw Stuart frown.

tied around his wrist, making the veins on the back of his hand

was about to insert the

out and covered Stuart's eyes, saying naturally, "If you don't see

years past, she often accompanied Melvin to take care

and that's just

she had

to blink, and Morwenna felt his eyelashes brush against the

place, and Morwenna hurriedly withdrew her

Stuart said nothing.

that nothing

dripped steadily

medication making Stuart sleepy, or Morwenna sitting by his bed, it

drooped with

you should rest now,

eye on the

I

"It's just that Stuart is a grumpy sleeper,

this, Fletcher

use here;

reluctantly: "Alright then. Thanks,

just sat beside the bed, watching

bottle was finished, she

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