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.

hadn't taken the time to

her

she really

she liked Stuart's occasional gentleness, his timely help

affection seemed conditional, not for Stuart

guilty, thinking she hadn't

instinct, not out of self-pity or weakness but habit, considering others first, used to taking the

gotta rush to

the streets for

of her price range. And Stuart wouldn't want

spotted a glass jar filled with colorful capsules. Each could be opened, containing a blank slip of paper for writing

up and she bought

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

to

in old clothes, Norbert nodded understandingly, "Well, do you have enough pretty dresses, Wenna? I'll

set. Got

had many dresses, some bought by Stuart, others