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

She gasped in shock.

scars, burns, cuts, and even what looked like bite marks

Group. How could anyone dare to

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

here?

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

made Morwenna's body tense

gritted her teeth

his hand and

at things you're not supposed to see!" Stuart seemed overtaken by a bloodthirsty

before she could react, never expecting Stuart to lash

eyes stayed fixed on the scars marring Stuart's

to 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

free himself from the clutches of his emotions, Morwenna didn't fight back this time. Instead, she gently touched one of the scars on Stuart's abdomen and asked with difficulty, "Sir, Does it hurt? It's me, Morwenna. What's

bring some