How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Slowly, all of Morwenna's wounds were treated.

Her left arm was immobilized. A bandage was taped across her forehead.

The knife cuts on her body were all neatly wrapped up.

Her cleansed face, devoid of its usual flush, seemed unnaturally pale, making her appear even more vulnerable and delicate.

Despite being the type who should be protected, she had single-handedly taken down seven burly men just to keep Stuart safe.

After finishing up, Fletcher quietly left, giving the room to the two of them.

Stuart, without a word, started to clean the blood from Morwenna's body. He was now washing her feet, and Morwenna felt a bit panicked.

Stuart, always seeming so superior and unreachable, was now washing her feet. It was unsettling for her.

of blood from her ankles, Morwenna curled her toes slightly in her anxiety.

him like this, Morwenna's pale

brought over a fresh set of hospital clothes

snapped out of her daze. "Stop! Please, stop! It's

up, "We're

even redder. "Even so, I mean... Let's have a nurse help me,

feelings for Stuart, the feelings weren't reciprocated. They weren't truly husband and wife in

blood loss or a concussion, she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer and fell asleep. Stuart sat by her bed, still covered in blood, his expression indifferent, a trace of blood at the corner of his eye, giving him

lying there in the

devil watching over

of Rosefrost Hollow, strange things

including Phineas' eldest son, Reuben, who worked for the Hetfield Group like

tactics fell short