How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

The Hetfield family had secrets-deep, dark secrets-and Morwenna had always suspected as much. But now, after hearing Stuart speak, she realized that these secrets were far more intricate than she had ever imagined.

Yara wasn't really his youngest aunt at all.

How did his real youngest aunt, who tormented Stuart so badly, die? And how was it possible for her to keep on hurting him for years?

What about Stuart's parents?

Morwenna's mind was a whirlwind of confusion, and she found herself unable to ask any more questions.

Stuart didn't continue either. It seemed he just wanted Morwenna to know about the pain he had kept silent for so long, like tearing open his own wounds to let the most trusted person take a peek. Just then, someone pushed the door open.

Fletcher entered with his hands covering his eyes, peeking through his fingers like a mischievous fox. "Hey, Stuart and Morwenna, what are you two up to in broad daylight?" he teased.

Morwenna, still reeling from Stuart's revelations, didn't blush or react as she usually might have.

up to glance at Fletcher, then pulled the blanket over

visibly perplexed, thinking to himself, "She's covered with a robe and a sick gown, what could I possibly see?

expression, Stuart asked in a cold tone,

at Morwenna, quickly realizing that Stuart didn't intend for her to leave

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son, and from what

battered and

noticing Morwenna's furrowed brow, spoke with

replied sharply, "Too slow.

almost rolled his eyes. "Getting him to embezzle in just three

"One week maximum."

some shopping spree. A week is hardly enough! Besides, why the rush? We're just watching from a distance. They've always wanted to push you out, and now that you're gone, let's see how they manage to screw up the Hetfield family. We don't need to interfere

mainly because a week truly