How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

"It was no bargain," Morwenna muttered, forcing herself to gulp down the expensive craft beer she'd ordered.

It seemed Greta found amusement in the way people, even when they didn't like something, pretended to enjoy it just to show off their refined tastes.

Soon enough, the waiter brought over their freshly squeezed orange juices. Morwenna took a sip and turned to Greta, "So, Ms. Irons, is there something you want to discuss with me?"

Greta had been watching Morwenna intently and smiled at the question. "Please, just call me Greta. I was curious about you and Stuart."

Morwenna's guard went up instantly, her tone direct and slightly defensive. "I like Stuart, but he doesn't return the feelings. It's as simple as that. If you're interested in him, I won't stand in your way. So, if there's anything you want to know, you should probably ask him."

Greta chuckled, seemingly more amused. "Actually, I think Stuart is quite fond of you. As for me, I've always been too proud to chase after men. I'm just genuinely curious."

taken aback. She had heard rumors that Ms. Irons was

him, but because he's

believed a word. But coming

wasn't there to stir trouble, Morwenna relaxed and her voice softened. "You're straight-up, Greta. What's on your mind? I'll fill you

first names without hesitation. Greta appreciated Morwenna's lack of pretense. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

even called Stuart by his first name. What was the big

about what I did to make a heartless guy like Stuart take an interest in you,"

me? It's me who like him. He doesn't

smile. "I understand men

In the beginning, he couldn't stand me. I accidentally hit him in the face, ruined the orchids

sounds absolutely hilarious! Morwenna, you're quite