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."

What's gotten into you today, splurging on fish?" Mrs.

swelling in her chest, Morwenna

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

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

White's excitement faltered slightly. She had seen many faces in her life, and she could tell that the man Morwenna described was from a different world. He seemed too

hear you call him 'sir' last time? You two

was just 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

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 of

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

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

in Rosefrost Hollow was unpredictable. July should be hot, but a recent spell of rain had them wearing sweaters, and she even knitted a scarf for Norbert. Now, it was sweltering again. Norbert disliked