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 expected as she sat on his

up the blanket

still full of anger. "Stuart! You always act like your own health doesn't matter. Do you think hurting yourself makes me happy? Who even

leaned closer,

was his fault for not protecting you. I wish I had known you when we were kids. I was so strong; even adults couldn't beat me.

Stuart remained silent.

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

softened, "Stuart, do you

felt something

he gripped Morwenna's head gently and pressed

bit down gently on Stuart's neck, leaving

holding Morwenna

couldn't hold back any longer