How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

As long as Norbert was okay, that was all that mattered.

But for some reason, she couldn't shake off a feeling of unease.

Morwenna came home from tutoring to find that Norbert and Rose had gone out.

She worried about a bunch of things: Did Norbert take his coat? Did he remember his medication, or might he sneak off for a drink? Morwenna's mind was a whirlwind of concerns.

Stuart came down the stairs and saw Morwenna, her brows knitted with worry. He asked, "What's up? Feeling left out and blue?" Morwenna shook her head. "No, it's just... I feel Norbert's health is slipping, even though he's good with his meds." she said.

Stuart's eyes dimmed, as deep and obscure as a forest at dusk, yet his tone remained casual. "Don't overthink it. People get frail with age. Just take good care of him. With so many eyes in this house, you don't need to fret over him all day."

Morwenna nodded, "You're right. It must be just the age. With the best doctors and medicine, he'll be fine."

"Don't worry. I've got Keegan keeping an eye on him."

somewhat relieved at that. She knew Keegan; he was

had hoped for a daughter the third time around but ended

Orson in the yard, aimlessly

and turned to Stuart, "Why have you been

out with me in a

still at the office, planning

busy

check out the scar on your forehead at the

while saving Stuart, leaving

very noticeable, and it was likely to fade even more over

village, it was normal to have scars; they were seen as badges of

fade over time. No need to spend

nature to her. In their community, every penny was spent where it was needed

"Morwenna, I'm very rich. You could spend lavishly