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!"

knife cut across

don't move, Adelaide. Wait for Stuart, alright?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

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

tears, "Get out! All of you, just get out! You're all making

her agitation, the cut deepened, and her wrist was

one dared to leave. If they 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

storm, immediately adding a tense weight

walked straight up to Adelaide and said

focused on Stuart standing before

vulnerability, "Stuart, you're here. I thought you'd abandoned me. You wouldn't leave me alone, would

"Give me the knife,

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

inherent fear of him deep within

to threats of suicide now,

The others barely breathed.

angry, it was truly

Adelaide in such a distressed state, couldn't help but say, "Stuart, her wrist is still bleeding. Maybe see a doctor