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, his

place. Early to bed, early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise." Meanwhile,

face was pale rather

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later, Norbert's complexion had returned to normal, and

and headed downstairs, running into Stuart and

boomed with vitality. "We'll have Morwenna's favorite pancakes for breakfast.

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

of Norbert, Morwenna left Stuart's side and, buzzing with excitement, helped Norbert down the

laughed their

upset this time.

about Norbert's health issues

would she react if she found out? And what if something

as

Morwenna beside

all

silence, not even allowing his youngest grandchild,

Morwenna, an outsider, so