How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna walked with her head held high, unaffected by the stares she received. Boasting a kind of poverty pride, she saw thrift as a virtue, not a problem. Upon encountering the butler, Morwenna greeted him with a smile, "Hello."

The butler, snapping out of his momentary daze, replied, "Ms. Winslet, welcome! Please, come in."

This time, Morwenna didn't need anyone to show her the way and made her way to Claude's room on her own.

As she stepped inside, she noticed an immediate change. The room, still dimly lit, now housed a massive bookshelf brimming with books, resembling a private library.

Holding only three books in her hand, Morwenna suddenly felt rather sheepish about her modest offering.

Claude, noticing her arrival, greeted her warmly, "Ms. Winslet, are those for me?"

Despite feeling slightly embarrassed, Morwenna handed them over, "Just a few regular books. You might already have them on your shelves."

titles and shook his head, "No, I don't have these. I really appreciate the books

It was good

truly cherished them, treating them as a precious gift-the first

and Claude, abandoning his usual skepticism about learning, listened attentively. He thought to himself that having Morwenna as his tutor wasn't

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and although she now had some money, she was saving

she had eaten, the sight of the delicious spread

pointed at the drinks and asked, "Ms. Winslet, which one would you like?" Morwenna replied politely, "Oh no, thanks, but it's fine, I've already

her, insisting, "Then have this one,

having some snacks, but I don't have much of an appetite alone. Would you mind joining me, Ms. Winslet? I know I might look a bit off, and it might turn you off

the drink

genuine warmth lighting up his cool

treat her