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.

a brave face in front of

dormitory, finding her roommates, three night owls,

seeing Morwenna, they all sprang

you're back! Come on, spill the beans. What's

ask, "Is being married to Mr. Hetfield as terrifying as it

notorious reputation at Rosefrost Hollow preceded him, making them too intimidated to inquire in

indifferent to Stuart's infamy, focusing solely on Morwenna, "Wenna, why did

Getting married was just like any other marriage. Stuart's not

me use you to get close to Stuart." Dahlia's face fell slightly as she admitted, "I'm sorry, I told my family. My

and Keira exchanged

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

brightened, looping her arm through Morwenna's, "Wenna, thank