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

my schedule," Stuart said,

the place. Early to bed, early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and

the others, Norbert's face was pale rather than flushed

poured a glass of warm water, and took his

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

headed downstairs,

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

was. With reading glasses perched on his nose, he looked more like a kindly grandfather from next

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

and laughed their way to the

upset this time. Instead, worry flickered

all knew about Norbert's health issues except

react if she found out? And what if something happened to

as these thoughts crossed

Morwenna

sisters all looked on

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

Morwenna, an outsider, so