How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Before Morwenna could utter a single word, Stuart leaned in and kissed her fiercely.

Their breaths mingled in the air.

Stuart wrapped his arms tightly around Morwenna's waist, cupping the back of her head. Her lips were as soft and sweet as he had imagined.

The mere thought of someone else having held or kissed Morwenna ignited a fierce jealousy in Stuart, making the kiss even more intense.

But Morwenna didn't resist.

Her hands, which had been clutching her shawl, relaxed and wrapped around Stuart's neck, gently leaning into him as the shawl slipped off.

The scene was like something out of a movie: the beautiful, aloof girl and the wealthy young man sharing a passionate kiss.

Feeling Morwenna's dependence and closeness, the ferocity inside Stuart began to subside.

It wasn't until Morwenna was nearly out of breath that Stuart finally let her go. She leaned against him, her face flushed and her toes curling nervously.

Seeing Morwenna like this stirred something in Stuart, a feeling he hadn't felt in years.

After being held captive by a woman in his youth, Stuart had developed a deep-seated disdain for women, devoid of any desire. But Morwenna, in his eyes, was like a precious gem he wanted to cherish and protect, even in his angriest moments.

Stuart, controlling his temper, said in a husky voice, "Don't let any other man kiss you."

Morwenna looked up at him, her eyes bright, "Are you jealous, Uncle?"

Stuart paused, then admitted, "Yeah."

His direct admission took Morwenna by surprise, but then she smiled, her eyes curving, "Uncle, no other man has kissed me. It was just for a scene, you know? They find the right angle so it looks like we're close, that's all."

Stuart was momentarily taken aback before a wave of relief washed over him. Holding Morwenna closer, he asked in a nurturing tone, "Has anyone been bullying you at school?"

Morwenna shook her head, her fists playfully raised, "I'm tough, tougher than a wild boar. No one can bully me, Uncle, so don't worry."

Seeing her adorable determination, Stuart chuckled, "Alright, but remember to call me if you need anything, even if you're the one doing the bullying."

"Wouldn't that be a bit unprincipled, Uncle?"

"It's okay. As long as you have principles, Wenna. You wouldn't bully someone without reason, right?" NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Stuart's tone was indulgent, like he was speaking to a child, making Morwenna's smile reveal her small white teeth.

She couldn't stay long, as the welcome party was still going on and people might start looking for her.

"Uncle, I should go now. I just came to see you. I'll be home at the end of the month for the break," she said, her voice sweet.

"Okay."

Before leaving, Morwenna added, "You need to take good care of Mr. Hetfield. Make sure he gets regular check-ups and look after his diet. He shouldn't have anything too cold at his age."

Stuart’s eyes softened, "Don't worry about Norbert. I've got it covered."

Then, as he helped Morwenna into the car and bent down to slip her shoes back on, her face turned crimson.

The tender-heartedness of a girl in her first love, unable to withstand such attentions from Stuart, made her heart race, oblivious to the concern in Stuart's gaze.