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.

involuntarily dropped to

She gasped in shock.

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

the eldest grandson of the Hetfield Group. How could anyone dare

the influential standing of the Hetfield Group in Rosefrost Hollow, Morwenna was even

in here? What are

angered beast, and he

menacing presence made Morwenna's

chilling threat, Morwenna gritted her teeth and

his hand and

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

choked before she could react,

on

between sanity and madness, his

remembered her first intrusion into Stuart's room.

as if he was trying to 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

seemed to bring some clarity to Stuart's