How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart's face was a storm cloud.

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"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 in her bathrobe, meeting others, set off a tempest

heavy with authority, and advanced towards Morwenna step

took a couple of

Stuart's gaze darkened.

get closer? Or did she feel

contain his wrath and grabbed Morwenna's wrist. "Who did you meet? A man or a

occurred to Stuart that he was acting like a jealous

"You're hurting

faster than his

him to choke someone without relenting, let alone merely causing

voice

married. You going out to meet someone at night and coming back this

didn't come back all

compromising and tolerant

stood her ground like this

eyes narrowed slightly, a

Stuart was terrifying, just like how

so, Morwenna refused

someday and went after Claude, causing trouble, Claude's frail health and sensitive nature

reached out