How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna was utterly flabbergasted.

How could they be so casual about it?

And to suggest Stuart choose between her and this other girl?

Such a proposition completely rocked Morwenna's traditional, honest-to-goodness world. For her, matters of the heart, be it marriage or intimacy, were to remain between two people alone, pure and unsullied. The scene unfolding before her was something she couldn't fathom, let alone accept.

The usually docile Morwenna, who had allowed Stuart to hold her, began to struggle. With a strong push, she freed herself from Stuart's embrace, turned on her heel without a word, and started to walk away. Stuart reached out to stop her, but Morwenna deftly sidestepped his attempt.

Fletcher, hand over his eyes in dismay, hadn't anticipated things taking such a turn. Normally, a bit of teasing was all in good fun.

But today was different-Morwenna was here today! If she walked out now, Stuart would have their heads.

blocked her path, his charm oozing as he said with a grin that was all teeth, "Hold up, Morwenna, wait a minute. It's all a big joke, don't leave just yet. We

as she

been nothing but kind and helpful to her. If not for

of the rare times Morwenna showed her

darkened, his usual laid-back demeanor replaced by a brooding,

the tide turning. They were a sharp bunch, well-acquainted with Stuart's circle to know when a line had

red flag-they'd never heard him

on the

to grasp the gravity of the situation, joined Fletcher at the door. They couldn't let Morwenna, the girl Stuart had brought, simply

flowers, and tried to placate Morwenna, "Look,

that set her off. These guys were sending this woman to Stuart's bed and the two of them didn't even know each other. Fletcher dropped his playful demeanor, his eyes narrowing in warning as he addressed the ambitious interloper, "Ambition is fine, but there's a limit

clutched her flowers tighter, stealing a glance at Stuart. After all, Stuart had

handsome-whatever the