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.

were futile. As Stuart's slender fingers gently scrubbed the traces of blood from her ankles, Morwenna curled her toes slightly in her anxiety. Despite her nervousness, Morwenna noticed the faint blush

him like this, Morwenna's pale face flushed with

a fresh set of hospital clothes

"Stop! Please, stop! It's not

up,

so, I mean... Let's have

the feelings weren't reciprocated. They weren't truly husband and wife in her eyes. Frowning, concerned she might hurt herself, Stuart eventually agreed to call a

due to 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

Morwenna looked angelic, lying there in the hospital

watching

Rosefrost Hollow, strange things were happening at Hetfield's

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

capabilities and tactics fell short