How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

No matter how grim Stuart's expression was, the play had to go on.

It all started at a movie premiere. A wealthy young man, from the moment he laid eyes on the actress on stage, was utterly smitten. His open-hearted pursuit, against her cool indifference, lit up the audience with intrigue and admiration.

Murmurs spread through the crowd.

"I swear, I'm gonna cry. The guy's totally lovesick."

"And she's just ice, isn't she? Turning down a catch like him."

"If I were as gorgeous as she is, I'd play hard to get too."

Stuart's brooding mood lifted slightly at the scene unfolding on stage.

But soon, the atmosphere shifted, the background darkening.

The old-money rules forbade the young heir from falling for an actress.

Family objections, society's gossip. Despite the negativity, the young man remained positive.

city, chaos ensued after an aerial raid

in his wake,

out against the backdrop of the war-torn debris,

of panic, he rushed to her side,

the dust and disarray, her heart

ran hand in hand. Morwenna, seeing

always there to rescue her

the audience, Stuart snapped his pen, its tip piercing

of malice, but a misguided attempt to win Morwenna's affection with

furiously cleaned the ink, his eyes

Morwenna, their relationship, it was all based on a lie... A lie that

nearby jumped at Stuart's sudden movement, nervously suggesting, "Mr. Hetfield, if... if you're not enjoying the play, we could switch to another performance." Stuart gave the stage a long, cold look before replying, "It's fine. No change

wanted to say more but

youthful appearance, the weight of his presence

been putting