How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna, clutching a lunchbox, adjusted her skirt as she approached the elevator.

Every time she went to see Stuart, she made an extra effort to look neat and pretty.

The elevator doors slid open. Morwenna glanced around, puzzled by the emptiness. Normally, there would be several bodyguards and an assistant milling about on this floor. Today, there was no one.

Without overthinking it, Morwenna headed towards Stuart's office.

She knocked, but no reply came. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Pushing the door open, she found the office empty.

Was Stuart not at the Hetfield Group today?

That seemed odd. The receptionist hadn't mentioned anything when she arrived.

Maybe he was taking a nap in the lounge?

Morwenna walked over and gently pushed open the lounge door.

Unexpectedly, she saw Stuart emerging from the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

eyes involuntarily dropped to his chest and

She gasped in shock.

cuts, and even what looked

was the eldest grandson of the Hetfield Group. How could

Morwenna was even more baffled. With Norbert around, who would dare to harm Stuart?

let you in here? What

aggressive like an angered beast, and he began advancing towards Morwenna step

made Morwenna's body

her teeth and asked, "Stuart, who did this

shot out his hand and gripped

look at things you're not supposed to see!" Stuart seemed overtaken by a bloodthirsty rage, his whole demeanor controlled by

off guard, Morwenna was choked before she could react, never

stayed fixed on

be struggling between sanity and madness, his grip tightening and then

was choked, Morwenna remembered her first intrusion into Stuart's room. Even in his sleep, he hadn't been as terrifying as

struggle, as if he was trying to free himself from the clutches of his emotions, Morwenna didn't fight back this time. Instead,

endearment seemed to bring