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."

felt somewhat relieved at that. She knew Keegan; he was Orson's brother, a reliable

for a daughter the third time around but ended up with another son, Orson, much to their frustration. They barely bothered

Orson in the yard, aimlessly tossing stones

her worries and turned to Stuart, "Why have you been coming home so early lately? Isn't the company keeping

really. Come out with me in

the office, planning to work through

busy and

the scar on your forehead at

Stuart, leaving behind a faint

and it was likely to

it was normal to have scars; they were seen as

fade over time. No need to spend money on that at the

community,

rich. You could spend lavishly your entire life and