How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart rifled through the shattered glass for the colorful capsules, prying each one open to reveal the small and rolled-up messages within. Messages penned by Morwenna, filled with wishes and blessings in her serious and deliberate writing.

His fingers were already cut and bleeding from the shards, but he seemed unfazed as he continued to read.

The blood stained the little paper slips, the vibrant capsules smeared with a melancholic beauty.

After opening them all, Stuart collected the pieces, a sense of madness creeping over him.

He couldn't believe he was so captivated by these simple tokens of affection.

He had planned to keep her at arm's length, but he just couldn't help getting closer.

Never in his life had Stuart felt this way. Until now, the only thing he struggled to control was his malice.

But Morwenna was too unique.

Her scent, her personality, and even her looks were extraordinary in Stuart's eyes.

She was more than just a tranquilizer to him.

So, not long after Fletcher had left, Stuart called him back.

complained, "Stuart, can we not do this

turned earnest as he said, "I want her to

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