How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna was feeling down as she headed out for the day.

In the morning, she was feeling all kinds of blue while chopping up some fish.

In the afternoon, even her tutoring session seemed to drag.

Later, when she met Claude, his expression carried a subdued malice. He asked, "Ms. Winslet, how was the party last night?"

Flipping through a textbook, Morwenna replied, "Not great. I had some delicious food, danced a slow waltz with Stuart, and then I headed home."

A subtle smirk curled at the corner of Claude's mouth.

"Dancing, huh? It seems that guy holds her in higher regard than I thought." Claude thought, "Did my interference work? His collaboration with the Irons family might not be going so smoothly after all." Suddenly remembering something, Morwenna pulled out a box from her bag and handed it to Claude.

"Oh, by the way, I bought you this telescope. You don't like going out much, but the view outside is beautiful. This telescope is for professionals; you can see far away from the attic upstairs." The hidden smirk on Claude's face froze, making his expression rather odd.

Morwenna didn't notice and took out her phone, asking, "Claude, do you have WhatsApp? I'd like to add you."

Claude, somewhat absentmindedly, took out his phone.

Then Claude's phone

gaze shifted from the

the WhatsApp chat screen, photo after photo popped

lively fish from

were pictures of the

flowers blooming along the

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voice hoarse with emotion, "Ms. Winslet, you should go home today. I'm not feeling well; I need some

looked up at him, concerned. "What's wrong? Are you feeling ill? Do

gaze, and said in a subdued tone, "It's nothing. I'll just rest and call the doctor if needed. Please go

was disappointed to miss a day of tutoring but was more concerned about

leave. "Get some good rest.

"Okay."

the door behind her as

Morwenna was out of sight, Claude grabbed a kitchen

that moment, he desperately wanted

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