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."

any you like. What's gotten into you today,

Morwenna

your eye? What does

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

her life, and she could tell that the man

be tactful, Mrs. White said, "Didn't I hear you call him 'sir' last

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-" Mrs. White wanted

man looked so out of this world, out of Morwenna's world at least. She's concerned the

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 the lunch left by the cook, she realized since it was the

she noticed Norbert seemed to be sweating in his sleep. She sat down beside him, gently fanning him with

July should be hot, but a recent spell of rain had them wearing sweaters, and she even knitted a scarf for Norbert.