How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart's kiss was overwhelming, enveloping Morwenna completely. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Wide-eyed, Morwenna's face suffused with red as tears welled up, and she struggled to breathe until Stuart finally let her go.

His eyes sparkled with a deep intensity, like stars twinkling in the night sky, his voice mature and slightly beguiling as he said, "There, it's not too bitter. I'll hold it for you, just drink up." "Okay," she murmured.

Dazed, Morwenna gulped down the herbal tea from the cup Stuart held.

After finishing it, she looked up at Stuart, and it hit her what had just happened.

With a gasp, Morwenna retreated under her covers, pulling the blanket over her head.

Stuart had kissed her.

She thought about it and couldn't help but smile.

She had hoped for some kind of reciprocity from Stuart, and here it was.

It wasn't just care; he must like her a bit too, she thought, her face turning crimson.

big and teary, met Stuart's

detachment, carrying a barely-there smile, "Don't hide under

to dive back

charm of

downtown

about taking a few days

Claude sensed something

so guilty he had taken a few days off. During that time, she had been sending him pictures sporadically-whatever she saw, whatever she ate. But after

couldn't reach

Morwenna's phone was off.

She

involved with Stuart was always

both monsters, one in appearance, the

alive after meeting Morwenna; he

off both his and Morwenna's phones to avoid any unnecessary trouble, they were probably enjoying some

find them, Claude