How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart didn't bother continuing to scroll through the forum. After posting his message, he closed the tab and leaned back in his chair, sighing deeply with his eyes shut tight. Did he really not care about Norbert's passing?

If he truly didn't care, why the relentless search for doctors?

If he truly didn't care, why offer up conditions so easily exploited in exchange for a mere chance?

Stuart himself couldn't pinpoint his feelings. He had convinced himself of his indifference.

The Hetfields, as he so often declared, were a lineage tainted with filth, a family deserving of oblivion, himself included.

Yet, the thought of the patriarch's death unsettled him.

Was it all for Wenna? Was it purely for her sake?

The dark secrets of the Hetfield estate were unknown to Morwenna.

on a brave face in front of

dormitory, finding her roommates,

Morwenna, they all sprang up from their

excitedly, "Morwenna, you're back! Come on, spill the beans. What's the deal

help but ask, "Is being married

Hollow preceded him, making them too intimidated to inquire in public. Now that they were in private, their curiosity

infamy, focusing solely on Morwenna,

a sip of water, Morwenna replied, "It's really not what you think. Getting married was just like any other marriage. Stuart's not scary; he's been very kind to me. I missed school yesterday

to get close to Stuart." Dahlia's face fell slightly as she admitted, "I'm sorry, I told my family. My dad has been desperate to partner with the Hetfield Group and saw this as an opportunity. I couldn't stand watching him

and Keira

said, "It's okay, really. My marriage to Stuart isn't a secret, so don't

brightened, looping her arm through Morwenna's,