How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Back when things were simpler, Stuart kind of thought that Morwenna was a bit of a schemer, her tears nothing more than a clever disguise.

Now, reflecting on the past, Stuart felt nothing but a heavy weight on his heart. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

After carefully applying ointment to Morwenna's wound, Stuart suddenly grabbed a pair of scissors meant for cutting bandages and sliced a cut across his own palm. Morwenna, clutching a throw pillow, didn't even realize what happened until she saw Stuart's palm bleeding. She gasped, "Stuart, what are you doing?"

Stuart's voice was heavy with emotion. "This hand has hurt you."

It's like walking through the darkest abyss, then finally finding a glimmer of warmth. He wouldn't allow anyone to harm Morwenna, not even himself. Stuart nonchalantly wrapped his palm with some bandage as if it was nothing.

Morwenna puffed up her cheeks in anger.

She wobbled to her feet on the bed, and Stuart, not wanting her to fall, stood up to help her.

The next moment, Morwenna flipped him over her shoulder, sending him crashing onto the bed.

Stuart, usually so stoic, was stunned for a few seconds.

straddled him, her oversized nightgown slipping off one shoulder, revealing more than Stuart

up

always act like your own health doesn't matter. Do you think

leaned closer, Stuart's breathing

had known you when we were kids. I was so strong; even adults couldn't beat me. Then I could have protected you for Norbert Hetfield. We're already heartbroken, why would you hurt yourself

Stuart remained silent.

respond, Morwenna, frustrated, bit down on his shoulder. Finding it too tough, she moved to

voice softened, "Stuart, do

felt something snap

head gently and

down gently on Stuart's neck,

flipped them over, holding

couldn't hold back any longer and kissed