How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna suddenly remembered the clothes on the floor in Stuart's den, stained with what looked like blood.

She understood why Stuart had taken a shower in the den. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

It must have been the blood.

What on earth had Stuart done?

Instinctively, Morwenna called out to the people across the room, "Wait, what are you doing?"

Several bodyguards were holding back a man covered in blood, clearly recognizing Morwenna.

One of them stepped forward respectfully and said, "My lady, I apologize for the fright. This man embezzled a huge sum, Mr. Hetfield was just teaching him a lesson, no life-threatening harm intended."

Hearing about the embezzlement, Morwenna's initial impulse to speak on the man's behalf retracted.

The money could build countless community centers and fund scholarships for countless needy children.

A punishment was indeed due, though perhaps a bit too harsh.

The captive man seemed desperate to say something, attempting to crawl forward but was dragged back with a hand over his mouth.

it inappropriate to say more and

reason, her heart felt

have a side to

childhood and understand him better, but now she felt those experiences might not have been very pleasant. Back at Hetfield's Homestead, Morwenna spent the

eleven at night, Morwenna

opened her eyes

Morwenna hadn't expected Stuart to

in bed, she instinctively closed her eyes and

showering,

dip as Stuart

out and held her

Morwenna held her breath.

What was Stuart doing?

a bed

might inadvertently touch if one of

was holding Morwenna tightly, his breath warm against

the tension, Stuart whispered, "Wenna, I'm

appeared

sleep had surely been

apologizing. Was it because he had lashed

something you want to tell me? Whatever it is, I'm here to