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.

bathrobe, meeting others, set off a tempest inside

his presence heavy with authority, and

Stuart neared, Morwenna took a

Stuart's gaze darkened.

she hesitant to get closer? Or did

he couldn't contain his wrath and grabbed Morwenna's wrist. "Who

Stuart that he

"You're

his mind, releasing her wrist without

choke someone without relenting, let alone

voice

out to meet someone at night and coming back this late, shouldn't you

went out to see Adelaide and didn't come back

always been compromising and tolerant with

stood her

Stuart's eyes narrowed slightly,

Stuart was

so, Morwenna

after Claude, causing trouble, Claude's frail health and sensitive nature could lead to real disaster. Their gazes

out for Morwenna