How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Not long after, Morwenna emerged from the bathroom, her demeanor suggesting she wasn't in the mood for conversation with Stuart.

Stuart, caught in a moment of hesitation, headed for the bathroom, recalling Fletcher's old saying, "A lovers' quarrel can be resolved after sharing a good night's sleep. All troubles will be gone by dawn." Just as Stuart entered the bathroom, Morwenna's phone rang.

Her phone had been with Stuart until today when he returned it to her after their return.

The call connected, and it was Claude's butler on the line, his voice laced with urgency.

"Ms. Winslet, thank goodness we've reached you. The young master has had an incident, could you please come at once? We desperately need you here."

Morwenna, alarmed, asked, "What happened?"

"Oh, Claude!" The butler exclaimed suddenly before the call cut off. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

With her face paling, Morwenna didn't even bother to change out of her pajamas. She threw on a coat and rushed downstairs.

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Morwenna dashed out unseen.

lived near Hetfield's Homestead, close enough for her to

before a maid opened it. Seeing Morwenna, the maid's face brightened,

was firmly shut. The butler, pale as a ghost, was pleading softly, "Young master, please open the

arrival, nearly dropped to his knees in relief, "Ms. Winslet,

master, Ms. Winslet is here to see

within the room,

swung open, revealing Claude, pale and

outside, his

onto Morwenna, holding her in a steady, desperate

maids' eyes on Claude, some barely concealing their

for the medication,