How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna casually strolled over and took a seat next to Norbert, making herself at home as she picked up a cup of tea for a sip.

She figured, if there was anything off about the tea, she'd be the first to know.

Norbert seemed to take a particular shine to Morwenna, a fact that did not escape Rose, whose eyes flickered with a hint of jealousy. Yet, she kept her composure, continuing to serve the tea with a light- hearted question to Stuart, "Stuart, care to join us for a cup?"

It was a mere formality; no one in the Hetfield family was particularly keen on sharing a tea moment with Stuart.

To everyone's surprise, Stuart nodded in agreement.

Norbert was visibly pleased, making room for him, "Come on, join us. It's good for you youngsters to sit together."

Finding herself seated next to Stuart threw Morwenna off her guard. She shot him a puzzled look, wondering what he was up to.

Leaning in, Stuart whispered, "Rose is fine, no need to be on edge."

Hearing this, Morwenna relaxed a bit. If Stuart said it was okay, then it must be.

She nodded, whispering back, "If there's no issue, why come sit here?"

breath was warm on her ear as he responded, "To keep you company while

her ears burn and promptly straightened

man, once known for his aloof demeanor, was now surprisingly approachable, always finding ways to

them with a benevolent

cup crashed to the floor, shattering

sorry, that was my fault," Rose

I teach you about manners? A few years away and you've forgotten the

strict about such

neglecting his children's upbringing and leaving it to others. By the time he realized, it was too late; the Hetfield family was rife with

taken under his

questioning now

up, her voice filled with hurt, "Grandpa, it was an accident. I've been practicing the piano for a competition, and my fingers are a bit sore. I just couldn't hold the cup steady."

"Can't even hold

been a while since I've seen Grandpa, and with

do know about

sharp