How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

When Morwenna wasn't in the mood for closeness, she kept her distance.

Previously, her life with Stuart had clear boundaries.

Now, Morwenna had started putting her clothes next to Stuart's in the closet.

After their nightly routines, her towel and toothbrush found their new home next to Stuart's on the bathroom counter.

She felt a tiny thrill in slowly blending into Stuart's life.

Morwenna had planned to wait up for Stuart that night.

But being someone who thrived on routine, without any pressing tasks, she tended to turn in early.

By nine, she was curled up under the covers, fast asleep.

When Stuart finally finished his work and walked into the bedroom, he found Morwenna all snuggled up and sleeping soundly.

The room was filled with a comforting, sleepy aura.

His irritation from the day dissolved quickly.

frowned, feeling perhaps too deeply

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just a sleep aid, he thought; he shouldn't rely on her too

murmured without opening her eyes, "Goodnight,

Morwenna, his gaze not as

Morwenna turned over.

her nightshirt slightly to reveal a stretch of pale

like a little rabbit exposing its belly to

seemed utterly unguarded

Stuart looked away and murmured

The next day.

dawn at five, an hour

start cooking the glutinous rice. After soaking the rice overnight, she cooked them until tender, let them cool, and then cleaned and crushed the malt in, mixing it all up. She then covered the mixture with cling film and set it

Morwenna left for

was Sunday, and there was no tutoring to do, only her morning shift at the

enjoyed her work, even finding

and fish deliveries, she wondered whether Stuart was at home or at the office. She wasn't

apron, her phone rang, showing an unfamiliar