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

dormitory, finding her roommates, three

Morwenna, they all sprang up from

to speak, burst out excitedly, "Morwenna, you're back! Come on, spill the beans. What's the

quiet one, couldn't help but ask, "Is

at Rosefrost Hollow preceded him, making them too intimidated to inquire in public. Now that they

seemed indifferent to Stuart's infamy, focusing solely

you think. Getting married was just like any other marriage. Stuart's not scary; he's been

fell slightly as she admitted,

Keira

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

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