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.

he couldn't bring himself

schedule," Stuart said, his

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

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to normal, and he seemed

then changed and headed downstairs, running

pancakes for

was. With reading glasses perched

left Stuart's side

chatted and laughed their way to

behind, didn't seem upset this

knew about Norbert's health

found out? And what if something

gnawed at Stuart as these thoughts

seated Morwenna

all looked on with

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

made Morwenna, an