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."

She knew Keegan; he was Orson's brother,

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

briefly on Orson in the yard, aimlessly tossing stones at tree

redirected her attention away from her worries and turned to Stuart, "Why have

really. Come out with me in a

were still at the office, planning to work through the

actually believed Stuart wasn't busy and

on your forehead

had injured her forehead while saving Stuart, leaving behind a faint pink scar after it

noticeable, and it was likely to fade even more over

village, it was normal

time. No need to spend money on that at the

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

rich. You could spend lavishly your entire life and not run out