How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

She had poured her heart and soul into Stuart, and his adoration was rightfully hers! The mere thought of receiving such tender care from Stuart filled her with dreams of bliss.

Adelaide retreated to the music room, and soon the air was filled with the melodious strains of the piano, weaving a narrative of her grace and nobility. Alas, the grand mansion stood silent, with no audience to appreciate.

After dinner, Morwenna was determined to get down from Stuart's lap and insisted on joining Grandpa. With no way to stop her, Stuart could only sigh, help Morwenna into her shoes, and caution her to tread carefully.

Morwenna led Norbert Hetfield towards the couch, animatedly recounting her school adventures.

performed in the drama club. Plus, I submitted a fantasy novel and it got accepted! The protagonist is named Norbert Hetfield, ha! Yes, after you, Norbert

know you've stashed some around the house. I've always been a master at finding things, you can't hide them from me. Watch, I'll find them all." "Norbert Hetfield,

managed to uncover five bottles of whiskey around the mansion, much to her delight, all unopened and untouched. Indeed, Norbert hadn't partaken. Their game of hide and seek with the bottles was a shared joy,

withdrawn, not wanting Morwenna to notice his declining health and worry. But now, sensing his time was limited, he cherished every moment with

vast yard, playing with slingshots. Keegan, watching his brother's antics, couldn't help but comment, "Orson, stop grinning like a

retorted with feigned indignation, "Oh, Keegan, what do you know? It's rare for me to play with Grandpa. You're just jealous because you don't get to

silent, his attention inadvertently caught by Miss Morwenna's remarkable aim. The target moved farther back, and they even hung a peanut on