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.

always put on a brave face in front

returned to her dormitory, finding her roommates, three night owls, still wide

all sprang up from

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

couldn't help but ask, "Is being married to Mr. Hetfield as terrifying

too intimidated to inquire in public. Now that they

Stuart's infamy, focusing solely on

married was just like any other marriage. Stuart's not scary; he's been very kind to me. I missed school yesterday because of

God, listen to yourself! Not scary? He's Rosefrost Hollow's 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 Hetfield Group and saw this as an opportunity. I

and Keira

marriage to Stuart isn't

her arm through Morwenna's,