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.

couldn't bring himself

schedule," Stuart

old sleep schedule was all over the place. Early to bed, early

was

his medication.

to normal, and he seemed

changed and headed downstairs, running into Stuart and

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

at all like the commanding presence he usually was. With reading glasses perched on his nose, he looked more

Norbert, Morwenna left Stuart's side

them chatted and laughed their way

upset this time. Instead, worry flickered in his

Norbert's health issues except

would she react if she found out? And

as these thoughts crossed

Morwenna

Hetfield sisters all looked

Norbert preferred to eat in silence, not even allowing his youngest grandchild, Ryan,

Morwenna, an outsider, so