How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna froze in her tracks.

"Stuart's birthday?" she asked.

"Yeah, every year on Mr. Hetfield's birthday, all the prominent figures of Rosefrost Hollow gather. I've heard it's quite the event. I'd love to see it myself..."

The older sister quietly tugged at her sibling's shirt to get her to stop talking so much.

Hearing about Stuart's birthday, Morwenna turned and walked away.

When Morwenna left, the younger twin asked puzzled, "Why did you stop me? Didn't you say last time that this lady is special and we should treat her nicely?"

The older twin sighed, "I told you to read the lines. Didn't you see she didn't know about Mr. Hetfield's birthday? If Mr. Hetfield wanted her to know, would he need us to tell her?"

The younger sister was stunned, "But I already mentioned it. What do we do now?"

"Just drop it!"

Morwenna felt uneasy as she left.

No one had told her about Stuart's birthday. Then again, no one was obliged to tell her.

the

her

did she really like

occasional gentleness, his

conditional, not for Stuart as

Morwenna felt guilty, thinking

she tended to look inward for faults by instinct, not out of self-pity or weakness but habit, considering others first, used to taking the short end of the stick. So at this moment,

and she gotta rush to get

the streets

Stuart normally used were out of her price

gift shop, Morwenna spotted a glass jar filled with colorful capsules. Each

up and she bought it, believing

surprise, "Wenna, what are you doing here? Isn't today Stuart's birthday? Haven't you gone yet?" Norbert thought Morwenna knew, even imagined

to change and handle something. I'll head over

old clothes, Norbert nodded understandingly, "Well, do you have enough pretty dresses, Wenna? I'll arrange for someone to tailor some nice

all set. Got

some bought by Stuart, others prepared by Norbert when she moved back to the