How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

It was a chaotic night at Windcharm Villas.

Adelaide, in a state of drunken frenzy, was wavering knife in her hand, gesturing towards her wrist.

The dozen or so guests who had come for the party were utterly shocked; nothing like this had ever happened before.

They had organized many such gatherings, and Adelaide had always played the gracious hostess, never overindulging, always poised and dignified.

The only thing different this time was that Stuart wasn't around.

They had thought this party was Adelaide's way of showing she could handle things even without Stuart around, that she was in control. But they couldn't have been more wrong. Adelaide was drunk and now, alarmingly, contemplating suicide.

Everyone was on edge.

Without Stuart, if anything happened to Adelaide, they would all be in deep trouble.

Barclay tried to approach her, his voice calm but firm, "Adelaide, Stuart is on his way, just put the knife down, please."

Adelaide screamed, "Don't come any closer! I don't want any of you! I only want Stuart!"

how drunk and agitated she was, and the knife cut across her wrist, blood started to

immediately stopped, "Okay, okay, I'm not coming closer. Just don't move, Adelaide. Wait for Stuart, alright?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

else quickly added, "Mr. Hetfield is on his way; he'll be

You're all making fun of me, aren't you? I know you are!

deepened, and her

did and something happened to Adelaide, they could never forgive themselves. But staying put while Adelaide was so distraught seemed equally risky. At that moment, a figure strode into the

entrance was like a storm, immediately adding a tense weight to

walked straight up to Adelaide and said coldly, "Give me

dazed, finally focused on Stuart standing

her eyes filled with vulnerability, "Stuart, you're here. I thought you'd abandoned me. You wouldn't leave me alone,

voice was stern, "Give

handed the knife over. Even in her drunken

was an inherent fear of

resorting to threats of suicide now, Adelaide? Have I been too lenient, making you this bold?" Adelaide seemed to sober up significantly, stepping

The others barely breathed.

Mr. Hetfield got angry, it

in such a distressed state, couldn't help but say, "Stuart, her wrist is