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.

dropped to

She gasped in shock.

a tapestry of scars, burns, cuts, and even what looked like bite marks from some beast,

grandson of the Hetfield Group. How could anyone dare to hurt him

Morwenna was even more baffled. With Norbert around,

you in here? What are

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

made Morwenna's body

chilling threat, Morwenna gritted her teeth

his hand and gripped Morwenna's

to see!"

was choked before she

stayed fixed on

and madness, his grip tightening and then

intrusion into Stuart's room. Even in his sleep, he hadn't

Stuart's internal struggle, 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 hurt?

endearment seemed to bring some clarity to Stuart's