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 Morwenna,

her

Morwenna, they all sprang up

you're back! Come

one, couldn't help but ask, "Is being married

intimidated to inquire in public.

infamy, focusing solely on Morwenna, "Wenna,

just like any other marriage. Stuart's not scary; he's been very kind

very own bogeyman! I didn't even dare tell my family, fearing they'd make me use you 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

Keira exchanged

reassure, Morwenna said, "It's okay, really. My marriage to

her arm through