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.

had been a whirlwind of events, and the house was eerily

dragged off for a "brotherly talk" by his older

Morwenna dashed out unseen.

near Hetfield's Homestead, close

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

The butler, pale as a ghost, was pleading softly, "Young master,

by her swift arrival, nearly dropped to his knees in relief, "Ms. Winslet, there

master, Ms. Winslet

within the room, perhaps a

swung open, revealing Claude,

even stepped outside, his pallor stark

onto Morwenna, holding her in a steady, desperate

noticed the maids' eyes on Claude, some barely

forward, she shielded Claude and asked the butler for the medication, "What are his prescriptions?