How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart's face was a storm cloud.

Sitting there, he seemed like a dark lord presiding over a shadowy abyss, an air of menace wafting from him. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Where did you go dressed like that?" Stuart's voice was ice cold.

Morwenna had rushed out too quickly, not even changing out of her bathrobe, just throwing on a coat before heading out.

"I went to see a friend," Morwenna said casually.

She was an honest soul, loath to lie, but she wasn't keen on sharing with Stuart about her tutoring job.

She feared that if anything went awry, Stuart would react as he had with the Whites, taking actions he shouldn't.

Hearing Morwenna's reply seemed to make Stuart's aura even more foreboding.

Where did Morwenna go dressed like that? And who did she meet?

Just out of the shower, clad in a bathrobe-such intimacy was meant for the closest of companions.

Stuart had never minded before; Morwenna's mere presence was enough.

her bathrobe, meeting

heavy with authority, and advanced towards Morwenna step

took a couple of steps

Stuart's gaze darkened.

hesitant to get closer? Or

mood darkening, he couldn't contain his wrath and grabbed Morwenna's wrist. "Who did you meet? A man or a

occurred to Stuart that he was acting

frowned, "You're

reacted faster than his mind, releasing

to choke someone without relenting, let alone merely causing

moved her wrist, her voice

we're married. You going out to meet someone at night and

you went out to see Adelaide and didn't come back all

been compromising and

stood her ground like

Stuart's eyes narrowed

was angry. A furious Stuart was terrifying, just like how he had been

Morwenna refused to

causing trouble, Claude's frail health and sensitive nature could

reached out