How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart gently took Morwenna's hand, whispering softly, “Time to sleep.”

“Okay!”

They lay in the same bed, each under their own blankets, but their hands found each other outside the covers, one big, one small, intertwined.

Morwenna's cheeks flushed as she closed her eyes.

It wasn't long before Stuart also drifted off, free from the nightmares that had plagued him for so long.

The next morning, Morwenna was up at six sharp. Her slight movements woke Stuart.

“I'm sorry if I woke you, go back to sleep. I'll try to be quieter,” Morwenna whispered.

But Stuart was already getting up. “No, I'm awake now.”

Morwenna looked puzzled. “What's gotten into you lately? You used to sleep till noon, and now you're up with the sun?”

Stuart stiffened slightly.

He used to dread closing his eyes, haunted by nightmares, always waking up tired.

But since Morwenna came into his life, his nights had been peaceful.

Yet, he couldn't bring himself to tell Morwenna that.

“Just adjusting my schedule,” Stuart said, his voice rough.

Morwenna, oblivious, nodded in agreement. “That's good, though. Your old sleep schedule was all over the place. Early to bed, early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.”

Meanwhile, Norbert was also waking up.

Unlike the others, Norbert's face was pale rather than flushed from sleep. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He propped himself up, took out his medicine box, poured a glass of warm water, and took his medication.

Fifteen minutes later, Norbert's complexion had returned to normal, and he seemed much more energetic.

He then changed and headed downstairs, running into Stuart and Morwenna.

“You’re up,” Norbert boomed with vitality. “We’ll have Morwenna's favorite pancakes for breakfast. After we eat, I'll drive her to school.”

Today, Norbert was dressed simply, not at all like the commanding presence he usually was. With reading glasses perched on his nose, he looked more like a kindly grandfather from next door.

At the sight of Norbert, Morwenna left Stuart's side and, buzzing with excitement, helped Norbert down the stairs.

The two of them chatted and laughed their way to the breakfast table.

Stuart, left behind, didn't seem upset this time. Instead, worry flickered in his eyes.

They all knew about Norbert's health issues except for Morwenna.

How would she react if she found out? And what if something happened to Norbert?

Worry gnawed at Stuart as these thoughts crossed his mind.

Norbert seated Morwenna beside him.

The Hetfield sisters all looked on with displeasure.

Usually, Norbert preferred to eat in silence, not even allowing his youngest grandchild, Ryan, to sit beside him.

What made Morwenna, an outsider, so special?

At least, they thought, Morwenna would soon be off to school.

Rosefrost University wasn't like other schools. It was strict, and students couldn't just leave campus whenever they wanted. They were only allowed out a few days at the end of each month, so Morwenna wouldn't be around to curry favor with Norbert as often.

After breakfast, Norbert and Morwenna headed to the car.

Norbert had made sure Morwenna's luggage was packed the day before.

Orson dashed to the driver's seat, claiming the spot before their usual chauffeur could.

Keegan also got in, taking the seat next to the driver to keep a close watch on Norbert.

Norbert and Morwenna settled into the back seat, chatting away.

Stuart stood outside the car, watching with a dark expression.

Great, his wife was off to school, and he couldn't even be the one to take her.

What a joke!