How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna felt something was off. She glanced at Claude with a puzzled look. "What's wrong?"

Weren't they just having fun a moment ago?

Claude grabbed the smartphone box from the table and tossed it into the trash can with a loud thud.

Morwenna jumped, startled.

Claude eyed Morwenna's phone and asked, "Ms. Winslet, you got a new phone?"

Thinking of her phone reminded Morwenna of Stuart, and her eyes crinkled with a smile. "Yes, it's quite handy."

Claude replied with a sarcastic tone, "Looks expensive. Is it a gift?"

Aside from Morwenna, who was clueless about such things, most of the wealthy folks around Rosefrost Hollow knew the value of gadgets. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Laughing, Morwenna said, "No, a friend took me shopping for it."

Claude's demeanor softened a bit.

Morwenna continued, "It's not that pricey. My friend said it was a thousand bucks, and he fronted the money. I'll pay him back later."

Claude’s face turned gloomy again.

A thousand bucks? That phone couldn't be bought for less than ten grand.

"Is he your boyfriend?"

The question was kind of nosy, but considering Claude's quirky nature, Morwenna just brushed it off.

She blushed slightly, pondering her relationship with Stuart. They weren’t exactly a couple, although they did have a marriage certificate.

Shaking her head, she said, "Not my boyfriend, just someone I have feelings for."

Suddenly remembering something, Morwenna opened up a photo on her phone and showed it to Claude. "Look, isn’t he handsome? And he happens to be your neighbor."

Upon seeing the photo, Claude stiffened, a wild frenzy nearly escaped his eyes.

But Morwenna, engrossed in the photo, missed Claude’s reaction.

When Morwenna looked up, Claude had dug his nails into his palms, barely suppressing his inner turmoil.

It was Stuart!

How could it be?

What a crappy twist of fate!

He’d finally found someone he cared about, and it turned out she fancied that guy.

How could she fancy him?

Unaware of Claude’s thoughts, Morwenna gently put away her phone. "Alright, let's start the lesson."

Claude sat quietly, appearing to listen intently, and remained silent throughout the tutoring session.

Morwenna didn’t think much of it, only noting that Claude seemed off today.

After finishing the lesson, Morwenna chatted briefly with Claude about a book she had read recently. Seeing that he seemed out of spirits, she didn’t linger and got ready to leave.

Just then, Claude spoke up. "Ms. Winslet, I heard from someone that Ms. Irons is hosting a grand mixer tonight. It's well-known in our circles. Ms. Irons is clearly aiming for Stuart, who will be attending due to business ties between the Hetfield and Irons families. Would you be interested in attending?"

Morwenna was taken aback. She had just dealt with Adelaide, and now there’s Ms. Irons?

A grand mixer, like a matchmaking event?

Morwenna hesitated, not pondering how Claude knew all this.

It was normal for Claude to know Stuart since their family estates were not far apart.

Claude then offered, "If you wishes to attend, I can get you an invitation."

His hidden malice was masked by a veneer of calm.

Initially, Morwenna didn’t want to go. She disliked such social gatherings and didn’t feel she belonged in the world of Rosefrost Hollow’s elite.

But Stuart would be there, and Ms. Irons was clearly after him.

She wanted to go, then.

Morwenna, conflicted, asked, "Would it be inappropriate for me to attend?"