How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

With Morwenna though, Stuart just calmly accepted, even with a hint of pleasure he himself hadn’t noticed.

Unbeknownst to Stuart, he had developed special feelings for Morwenna.

To him, Morwenna was like a soothing balm for his insomnia. He had always planned to keep her around, and now everything seemed to be falling into place.

As Stuart pondered these thoughts, Morwenna appeared in front of him, holding a blanket, her earlier shyness gone.

She suggested in a negotiating tone, “Stuart, this bed is quite big. I think it can fit two people. What do you think?”

Stuart looked at Morwenna with mixed emotions.

He had always tried to get her closer, to bottle up the drowsiness she induced in him.

Despite his efforts, she had drifted further away.

Now, with Stuart just accepting her feelings for him, she had boldly made her move.

Morwenna was straightforward in her affections.

She had never dated before and didn’t know the usual protocols.

She simply followed her heart, wanting to be closer.

As the saying goes, "The early bird catches the worm." They were already living under the same roof, married. Getting close to Stuart shouldn’t be hard, she thought.

Seeing Stuart’s complex expression, Morwenna quickly added, “Don’t worry, sir, I won’t do anything! If you’re really concerned, I can sleep on the couch.”

In her urgency, she even called him 'sir.'

Stuart found Morwenna’s thought processes quite extraordinary.

“Suit yourself,” said Stuart, lying down to sleep.

Morwenna glanced at the half of the bed she was offered, then at Stuart with his eyes closed, taking it as a sign that she was welcome to join.

She quietly climbed into bed, maintaining her dignity by keeping to her own blanket.

Morwenna blushed, covering her face with the blanket, leaving only her sparkling eyes exposed as she watched Stuart.

It was her first close encounter with a man, and such a handsome one at that. He was as enchanting as the moon over the hills. And she was close enough to get the moon!

Morwenna was filled with confidence.

But what she didn’t realize was that the moon she saw was just a reflection in the water, not the real Stuart.

Feeling content with resolving her long-standing dilemmas, Morwenna fell asleep with a smile.

Being straightforward and simple, she wasn’t one to overthink.

Watching Morwenna quickly fall asleep, Stuart felt a mix of emotions. After a while, the girl rolled over in her sleep, her head resting on his shoulder.

Stuart didn’t push her away; instead, he closed his eyes again. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

The next morning, Morwenna woke up at six sharp.

Waking up to such a breathtaking face, she almost thought she was dreaming.

It took her a moment to remember the previous night’s events and she couldn’t help but giggle.

Gently, she reached out to touch a small mole at the corner of Stuart’s eye, her eyes curving up in a smile as if celebrating a small victory. Then, she quietly got out of bed, careful not to wake Stuart.

Stuart usually slept in, and she had to go to work. She planned to buy him some treats after work.

Stuart was awake the moment Morwenna started moving.

Feeling her gaze on him, he wondered what she was up to. Then she touched his face.

Stuart thought she was daring just by flipping through his clothes.

Now she dared to touch his face; he had truly underestimated Morwenna’s audacity.