How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

After Stuart had finished his spaghetti, Morwenna decided it was time to address the elephant in the room. "Stuart, do you ever feel like you're a bit too unpredictable? We could just talk things out, you know. This push-and-pull routine is wearing me down."

Indeed, Stuart had always been an enigma to her.

She was drawn to him. Though he could accept or reject her, his alternating warmth and cold distance were unsettling.

Not many had the guts to question Stuart's actions, but Morwenna felt something was wrong and she said it.

Stuart looked up, his deep and piercing eyes lazily meeting hers.

Lowering her voice, Morwenna continued, "If you're upset about that night I drunkenly kissed you, I promise it won't happen again." Suddenly, Stuart stood, leaning over the table towards her, a slight smirk playing at his lips. "I didn't mind."

"What?"

"Morwenna, how about I stop keeping my distance?"

"What, what do you mean?"

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"Uh... yes..."

Morwenna was flustered.

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of arguments,

continue, no backing out, okay? Breaking promises

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a collection of colorful candy-like capsules. "I picked these up. I've looked at every single one," he said with a gentle smile. Morwenna, momentarily reassured, glanced at the capsules

had kept them sparked joy in

was easy to console. Despite all the times Stuart had upset her,

helped or saved her, she even fell

of five, experienced the harshness of life

barren and lonely until she met Melvin

away, she found herself back

hoped she would be, strong, cheerful, studious, and

her life, she found