How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Chapter 442

The family doctor shuddered slightly, his voice falling silent. He walked quietly to the bedside and began preparing a medication to inject into Norbert. His face was etched with apology, pain, and helplessness. Who, living in this world, hasn't known suffering?

The medication continued to be administered. Norbert never regained consciousness, yet his breathing remained faintly present.

In her slumber, Morwenna found herself in a dream with Norbert Hetfield and Melvin. The two men were sitting together, playing chess, while she sat nearby, peeling an orange and watching them play.

"Norbert Hetfield, will you leave after this game?" she asked.

"Yes," Norbert replied gently, "Once this game is over, I must go. You should head home, my dear." "Then take your time," Morwenna pleaded, her voice tinged with a child's insistence.

Both Norbert and Melvin fell silent, concentrating on their game. Black and white pieces clattered softly onto the board, and Morwenna grew anxious. She wished they could play slower, fearing something ominous lay at the game's end.

bringing tears to her eyes. Melvin waved to her with a gentle smile. "Goodbye, Wenna," Norbert said with a warm,

go!"

trying to escape? I won't allow it; you can't leave my side!"

Morwenna turned to see Stuart's

gasped, waking

not in Norbert's room, but inside a

the lingering effects of alcohol, making it difficult

a voice next to her spoke,

her, her mind a whirl of chaos. Norbert Hetfield was in trouble, yet she couldn't grasp what she should

hoarse voice, she insisted, "Take me back. I want to be with

Winslet, I'm taking you somewhere safe. The Hetfield family can't

his words, her resolve unyielding. "Take me back. I need to stay with Norbert