How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna gently cleaned Keira up and changed her into fresh clothes.

As she helped Keira dress, Morwenna noticed several bruises on Keira's arms and waist, looking like they were from being pinched.

It was clear that the previous caregiver had neglected Keira’s need for water and physically abused her.

Otherwise, how could a person with a broken leg confined to a hospital bed have so many injuries?

Morwenna's face grew darker with each bruise she saw, her expression grimmer.

Seeing Morwenna's stern face, Keira timidly removed her necklace, handing it as a peace offering. “Wenna, please don’t be mad. This necklace is for you,” she said softly.

It only infuriated Morwenna even more. The lack of resistance from Keira seemed a beacon for bullies.

Leaning in, Morwenna locked eyes with Keira and said, “Keira, when things go south, we gotta stand our ground, alright?”

Keira clutched the necklace, her eyes wide and nervous, barely daring to meet Morwenna's gaze.

Morwenna sighed, “Okay, it’s late. Let’s get some sleep.”

With that, Morwenna turned off the light, her heart heavy. She was naturally compassionate, and turning a blind eye wasn’t in her nature. Noticing such abuse, she felt compelled to help, but her life was already spinning like a top with no spare time to take on more.

As Morwenna lay thinking, time ticked by slowly. Suddenly, a quiet voice from the bed said, “Wenna, you should sleep, too. I can’t drift off with you watching me. I’ll call you if I need anything.”

Realizing it was midnight and Keira was still awake, Morwenna agreed and laid on the adjacent cot.

Dawn arrived before they knew it.

...

Over at Hetfield's Homestead, Stuart had a rough night. He had been back at the family house for two days. Besides a brief encounter in the hospital, he and Morwenna hadn’t seen each other once.

She seemed to be avoiding him, spending her nights elsewhere.

In truth, Morwenna was too busy, only returning to catch up on sleep after finishing her tutoring sessions in the afternoon while Stuart was at his office.

As dawn was breaking, Stuart's phone rang, and he left the house with a grim expression.

...

Morwenna could sleep anywhere comfortably and wasn’t disturbed through the night, nor did Keira call out for her.

That was until a door banged open, and a harsh middle-aged voice shouted, “Well, look at that! We pay you to watch over the night. And here you are, sleeping like a log. You’re fired!” ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Morwenna and Keira woke up to see the day-shift caregiver pointing and yelling at Morwenna.

Keira's face turned pale, her demeanor indicating she felt at fault, yet she remained silent.

Ignoring the rants, Morwenna took Keira to the bathroom to freshen up. The caregiver continued her tirade outside, “Lazy young thing, what’s the use of you if all you do is sleep? I could do this myself and earn double. Pack your things and get out!”

Keira grew increasingly frightened.

After they finished in the bathroom, they found the day-shift caregiver already seated at the table, enjoying a lavish breakfast, leaving two small biscuits for Keira on the table.