How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Adelaide felt like her fingernails were about to snap off from the tension. But, when Stuart made it clear what he wanted, she had no choice but to leave the room, her steps heavy and reluctant. She lingered at the door, slowly pulling it shut. Through the sliver of space before the music room door closed, Adelaide saw Stuart offering a strawberry to Morwenna's lips.

"So sweet," Morwenna cooed, her voice dripping with flirtation.

"Is it? Let me taste."

Without hesitation, Stuart's lips met Morwenna's, the strawberry juice painting his lips a deeper shade of desire. Stuart, with his devil-may-care allure, seemed even more irresistible in such intimate moments. Adelaide watched, spellbound, her cheeks flushing with heat as though she were the one receiving Stuart's kisses. Noticing Adelaide's presence, Stuart's glance brushed the doorway. Adelaide snapped back to reality, startled, and quickly shut the door.

Over the next few days, Adelaide felt like she was losing her mind. Throughout Hetfield's Homestead, she couldn't escape the sight of Stuart doting on Morwenna, his devotion laced with an earnest desire that left no doubt about his feelings for her. It felt like a deliberate provocation to Adelaide!

partly because she hadn't directly hurt anyone. Sending Adelaide abroad was more about helping her understand her place than punishment. After all, Adelaide had already reaped

Morwenna, Adelaide was tormented by dreams where she replaced Morwenna in Stuart's embraces. She was determined

couldn't stand the thought of being reduced to a mere pawn in their games. Regardless of her feelings, Adelaide

in her eyes, Adelaide

Adelaide waited impatiently. Soon, a woman cloaked in anonymity with a hat and mask walked in. Removing her disguise, the woman asked, "Ms. Gallagher, what do you need from me this time? I thought

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