How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart had just gulped down a smoothie spiked with a potent concoction. And he'd finished every drop! Adelaide felt like the stars were aligning in her favor. With such a hefty dose, even a man as stoic as Stuart wouldn't be able to resist. Adelaide steeled herself and locked the study door behind her. Today, no one could thwart her plans, not even if Morwenna herself returned. She was determined to have Stuart, come what may!

Adelaide shed her coat, revealing the lace camisole dress she wore underneath. She approached him slowly, a mix of shyness and excitement in her voice as she called out, "Stuart." Stuart looked up, his gaze dark and captivating, like a storybook villain.

At the hospital. Jethro was in surgery. Violet paced nervously outside the operating room. Morwenna and Barclay sat a short distance away, waiting. Barclay kept stealing glances at Morwenna, seemingly wanting to speak to her but at a loss for words. Morwenna ignored Barclay's predicament, her fingers dancing over her phone's keyboard. Other than reading, she spent her free time writing on her phone's note app, updating the novel she had serialized online. It wasn't convenient always to use her phone, and she felt bad constantly borrowing Keira's laptop. She planned to buy a second- hand computer with the money she'd saved from her parcel delivery job in a couple of months.

Time flew as she engrossed herself in her story. Barclay sat beside her, visibly uncomfortable, as if the chair was made of pins and needles. He was still grappling with guilt over initially bullying Morwenna and wanted to apologize. But with Morwenna paying him no mind, Barclay struggled to swallow his pride and speak up. “Morwenna, can you put the phone down for a sec?" Barclay finally blurted out.

Morwenna looked at him, puzzled. "What's up?"This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Caught under her inquisitive gaze, Barclay suddenly found himself at a loss for words. Morwenna glanced at the time and gasped, "Is it almost 11 already? Has it been two hours since the surgery started? I hope there's nothing wrong."

Barclay looked at the sign above the

surgery room and reassured her, "Don't worry.. Dr. Fletcher said it would be fine, and it will be. A couple of years ago, there was this patient, the family was almost ready to give up, but Dr. Fletcher pulled them through."

Morwenna nodded, her eyes flicking between the OR and her phone. Had Stuart not finished his work yet? Why hadn't he reached out to her? Since Morwenna had come home for the holidays, Stuart had been practically inseparable from her whenever he wasn't working. At first, Morwenna found it odd, but now she found his absence unsettling.

Seeing Morwenna distracted from her phone, Barclay seized the opportunity to speak, though he couldn't bring himself to apologize outright. Instead, he ventured, "Morwenna, do you really like Stuart?"

Morwenna, who disliked dishonesty, nodded. "Of course."

Barclay looked troubled. “There are so many guys out there, why does everyone seem to fall for Stuart? Adelaide's crazy about him too, practically obsessed."

Morwenna knew of Barclay's

fondness for Adelaide, which had once prompted him to bully her without questioning the reasons

behind his actions.trashet

expression cooled. “What

are you getting at? Are you suggesting I should step aside for Adelaide?"

Barclay recoiled, hastening to clarify, "No, no, that's not what I meant..."