How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna sighed in resignation. There was nothing she could do but let him be.

Norbert's condition seemed less stable than she had hoped. He had visibly lost weight recently, and his appetite had dwindled despite an increase in his medication. Morwenna had spoken to the doctor, who had assured her that it was just the progression of a chronic condition and that resting was the best course of action.

Yet, Morwenna couldn't shake her fear of something dire happening to Norbert. She often thought that more frequent check-ups would ease her worries.

Seeing her anxious expression, Norbert, with a gentle smile, said, "Oh, don't fret, my dear. I'm fine, really. By the way, how are things going with Stuart? Did you two... stay together last night?" Norbert knew that Stuart was changing; he had even moved back to Hetfield's Homestead after sending Adelaide abroad.

Years ago, during a fierce battle over shares, Norbert had offered Stuart half of his own shares if he would move back to the estate. Stuart had stubbornly refused then, choosing to fight rather than return. But now, for Morwenna, he had moved back.

Norbert was curious about Morwenna's feelings, given Stuart's changing attitudes.

At the mention of Stuart, Morwenna's focus shifted. She earnestly told Norbert, "I've decided not to pursue a divorce. I adore you, Norbert, and Stuart too. I want to stay in the Hetfield family, to make things work with Stuart."

shot up in surprise. "You...

face, Morwenna nodded. "Yes, I

"You're serious?"

pursue him. It doesn't matter if he

exactly the most likable chap. Don't get

Morwenna didn't care for Stuart; now that she did, he

she reassured him, "I think he's quite

at the bloodstain on his sleeve

that Morwenna and Stuart could build their

some more. If that boy does anything to upset

room, he glanced at the bloodstain on his sleeve, his eyes deep and

took out another. He quickly signed both documents and locked them away in

to do, went to the kitchen