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!"

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is on his way; he'll be here

All of you, just get out! You're all making fun of me, aren't you?

cut deepened, and her

they could never forgive themselves. But staying

a storm, immediately adding a tense

Adelaide and said coldly, "Give me the

finally focused on Stuart standing

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

"Give me

slowly handed the knife over. Even in her drunken state, she didn't dare

an inherent fear of him deep

threats of suicide now, Adelaide? Have I been too lenient, making you this bold?" Adelaide seemed to

The others barely breathed.

Mr. Hetfield got angry, it

help but say, "Stuart, her wrist is still bleeding. Maybe see a