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.

chaos ensued after an aerial raid during

cabby bolted, leaving chaos in his wake, screams

cool beauty, standing out against the backdrop of the war-torn debris, was a

the midst of panic, he rushed to her side, pulling her to

disarray, her

Morwenna, seeing

saw in him Stuart, always there to rescue her from

his pen, its tip piercing his palm, ink staining his fingers in

of the car accident he'd engineered, not out of malice, but a misguided attempt to win Morwenna's

ink,

based on a lie... A lie that

you're not enjoying the play, we could switch to another

wanted to say more but chose silence

appearance, the weight of his presence was

there something wrong with the play that had previously been putting Mr. Hetfield to