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

terrified cabby bolted, leaving chaos in

standing out against the backdrop of the war-torn

the midst of panic, he rushed to her side,

and disarray, her heart began to

Morwenna, seeing Matthew's

him Stuart, always there to rescue her from

audience, Stuart snapped his pen, its tip piercing his palm, ink staining his fingers in a strangely beautiful

engineered, not out of malice, but a misguided attempt to win

furiously cleaned the ink, his

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

"Mr. Hetfield, if... if you're not enjoying the play, we could switch to another performance." Stuart

to say more but

the weight of his

wrong with the play that had previously been putting Mr. Hetfield to sleep, now rendering him