How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Matthew was more embarrassed. His eyes inadvertently met Stuart's in the crowd before he swiftly averted his gaze, mentally ticking down the seconds of his life like a countdown timer. "Hurry up, for heaven's sake. The sooner it ends, the sooner I'm free." he thought.

With this grim resolve, Matthew played his part with a desperation bordering on recklessness.

Instead of planning a secret getaway, the lead characters decided to head to the front lines together.

After a brief journey side by side, they turned back to back, took a few steps away, then spun around and dashed towards each other for a final, farewell kiss.

This was the moment Morwenna truly balked.

Kissing Stuart required a monumental effort on her part.

The idea of kissing any man at this moment was more than she could stomach.

No matter how much she tried to mentally prepare, Morwenna hesitated when it mattered most.

Matthew noticed Morwenna's reluctance and wrapped an arm around her waist, whispering in her ear as he slightly turned her, "Don't panic, Morwenna. I can't betray Stuart. Let's just fake it, okay?"

Being a seasoned actor, Matthew knew exactly how to angle their bodies so it looked real to the audience.

He felt his hand burning where it touched Morwenna, wondering if Stuart was watching his every move.

In the VIP area...

was

increasingly unsettling,

on?

"Mr. Hetfield, are you perhaps feeling tired? Maybe you'd like to

need." Stuart's voice was cold

The principal shivered.

releasing Morwenna the instant the music

their love transcended to embody

play ended on a perfect

Stuart abruptly stood up.

turned to

his brow, the principal stammered, "Is...

some air," Stuart

speechless. But hadn't Stuart just declined the offer of

Stuart turned and left.