How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna had no clue that Stuart was awake.

She couldn't resist touching that little mole at the corner of Stuart's eye, feeling utterly delighted.

She tiptoed around while getting ready for the day, convinced she hadn't disturbed Stuart, and left for the market in a cheerful spirit.

Her good mood seemed to add vigor to her work, making the chopping of fish bones even louder.

After work, Morwenna stood by the fishpond at Mrs. White's market stall.

"Mrs. White, I'll take a fish today."

gotten into you today,

in her chest, Morwenna replied,

does he look like? What's his job? Does he come

guy who drove us to the hospital when you were sick? He's the one. Handsome, works a corporate leadership

many faces in her life, and she could tell that the man Morwenna described was from a different world. He seemed

"Didn't I hear you call him 'sir' last

a joke. Yeah, we are different; he's way out of my league. Anyway, Mrs. White, I'll take this three-and-a-half-pound fish. I'll leave the money in the basket and head home." "Morwenna, wait-"

looked so out of this world, out of Morwenna's world at least. She's concerned the girl might be taken advantage of. Morwenna didn't think so. Stuart was gorgeous; if one

the time she got back to Hetfield's Homestead, Stuart had already left, and the rest of the Hetfield family were out. Only Norbert was there, asleep in a deck chair with a book on his lap. Morwenna draped a blanket over Norbert, then went to the kitchen to store the fish, planning to prepare it fresh for dinner. After enjoying

sweating in his sleep. She sat down beside him, gently fanning him

of rain had them wearing sweaters, and she even knitted a scarf for Norbert. Now, it