How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

As soon as Morwenna sensed Stuart's mood was off, she didn't panic. Instead, she wrapped her arms around him, giving his back a comforting pat.

Her voice, soft and soothing, carried a whisper of reassurance, "Work's got you tied up in knots, huh? Don't sweat it. Take your time, I'm here for you. Once you're off the clock, we can head home together." After saying this, Morwenna offered Stuart a comforting smile.

She settled herself in the lounge area, pulling out the smartphone Stuart had gifted her, and began playing Candy Crush.

The thought of going home together seemed to ease some of Stuart's irritation.

But it wasn't work that had him on edge. It was the caution Fletcher had given him.

He had once schemed against Morwenna.

Morwenna, who couldn't stand even a speck of deceit. What would she do if she found out?

Stuart shuddered at the thought.

Engrossed in her game, Morwenna suddenly looked up, "Stuart, could I get some water? I'm a bit parched."

food at lunch, finding herself constantly

internal line without hesitation, "Bring me a glass

bringing the water in Stuart's personal mug, mistaking the

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anxiety spiked, "Oh... Mr. Hetfield, I used your mug. Let me get another

at Morwenna, nonchalantly asking, "Wenna, do

head, "Not at

all, it was clean. What's there to mind

aback, realizing this wasn't about whether Ms. Winslet minded. It was about whether Mr. Hetfield did. But it seemed Stuart really didn't mind. Quickly averting

assistant think how adorable she was. No wonder Mr. Hetfield

assistant left, Morwenna quenched her thirst and

back to work, the atmosphere in

was too quiet, for Morwenna soon dozed off with her

her asleep and excused himself abruptly, leaving