How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart gently took Morwenna's hand, whispering softly, "Time to sleep."

"Okay!"

They lay in the same bed, each under their own blankets, but their hands found each other outside the covers, one big, one small, intertwined. Morwenna's cheeks flushed as she closed her eyes.

It wasn't long before Stuart also drifted off, free from the nightmares that had plagued him for so long.

The next morning, Morwenna was up at six sharp. Her slight movements woke Stuart.

"I'm sorry if I woke you, go back to sleep. I'll try to be quieter," Morwenna whispered.

But Stuart was already getting up. "No, I'm awake now."

Morwenna looked puzzled. "What's gotten into you lately? You used to sleep till noon, and now you're up with the sun?"

Stuart stiffened slightly.

He used to dread closing his eyes, haunted by nightmares, always waking up tired.

But since Morwenna came into his life, his nights had been peaceful.

himself to tell

Stuart said,

was all over the place. Early to bed, early to rise makes a

was pale rather than flushed

his medicine box, poured a glass of warm water, and took his medication. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

had returned to normal,

and headed downstairs, running

have Morwenna's favorite pancakes for breakfast. After we eat, I'll drive her to

commanding presence he usually was. With reading glasses perched on his nose, he looked more like a kindly grandfather

left Stuart's side and, buzzing with excitement,

laughed their way to the breakfast

seem upset this time. Instead,

knew about Norbert's health issues except

react if she found out? And

as

Morwenna beside

all looked on

eat in silence, not even allowing his youngest grandchild, Ryan, to sit beside

Morwenna, an outsider,