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.

health, always put on a brave face in front of Morwenna,

finding her roommates, three night owls, still

all

Come on, spill the beans. What's the deal with

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

too intimidated to inquire in public.

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

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

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

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

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