How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

In the dead of night, Morwenna crept forward, silent as a shadow.

Her years of navigating rugged terrains had honed her stealth, blending her into the darkness and making her nearly invisible.

It wasn't until she was almost upon him that the man, flicking the last embers from his cigarette, turned his head.

With a swift strike of her steel pipe, the man merely grunted, too stunned to cry for help or see who had hit him, before collapsing to the ground. Morwenna grabbed his collar, gently easing his body down to avoid any noise that might alert others inside the factory.

She then crouched near the metal door, peering through the crack.

What she saw then was a blow to her heart.

There was Stuart, bound and restrained.

The fantasy that perhaps there had been a mistake with his location, or that his phone had merely been lost, evaporated. It was undeniable now.

stained with fresh

a knife, seemingly interrogating

to a sovereign on his

calm, Morwenna clenched her fists tightly, making no sound as she quickly assessed the situation.

of security made it clear they were deeply wary

hitched her breathing.

who'd gone to relieve himself would soon return, making her odds even

her decision

She couldn't wait any

even notified Fletcher, but either party would need time to reach this

resolve, Morwenna moved away from the door, heading towards

she'd confront

If not, she would face capture alongside him and