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.

a whirlwind of events, and the house was

had been dragged off for a "brotherly talk" by his older

Morwenna dashed out unseen.

near Hetfield's Homestead, close enough for her

breathless. It took a moment before a maid opened it. Seeing Morwenna, the maid's face brightened, "Ms. Winslet, you're here at last. Please,

pale as a ghost, was pleading softly, "Young master, please open the door. No matter what,

the butler, seemingly surprised by her swift arrival, nearly dropped to

master, Ms. Winslet

thud sounded from within the room, perhaps

swung open,

he even stepped outside, his

Morwenna, holding her in a steady,

maids' eyes on

butler for the medication, "What are his prescriptions? Hand