How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

"No, it can't be."

If it were merely gratitude, Stuart wouldn't hold her, wouldn't kiss her, and definitely wouldn't spend every day patiently reading her stories.

Morwenna's gaze regained its firmness as she shook her head, "I don't believe it. Stuart’s feelings for me go beyond gratitude."

Jealousy was about to burst from Adelaide’s heart.

Maintaining her mocking demeanor, she sneered, "You don't believe it? Naive little girls who've never been in love are so easy to deceive. Well, keep watching then. When he sent me abroad, did you really think things between Stuart and me were over? Did you think that upon my unapproved return, Stuart would cold-heartedly send me away again? Let's make a bet. I'll stay in Rosefrost Hollow, and he won’t be able to let go of me."

Morwenna's face turned pale.

She couldn't assert with certainty anymore that Stuart wouldn’t do it.

Seeing her words sting Morwenna gave Adelaide a surge of satisfaction.

How could such a foolish woman compete with her? Sooner or later, she’d reclaim her place, take back everything that was hers.

After speaking, Adelaide waved her hand dismissively at Morwenna, “I’m off then. I came especially to remind you that Stuart’s interest in you is fleeting. Don’t get too full of yourself. See you next time.”

With that, Adelaide strutted away.

Morwenna stood still for a long time, so long that her feet began to numb, before she finally went back to her classes.

She attended class diligently, took notes carefully, and went to the library to read after.

She acted as if nothing had happened, calm and composed.

She was waiting.

Aunt Greta had mentioned that if Stuart hadn’t allowed someone’s return, he would take action.

She wanted to see if Stuart would send Adelaide away again.

If Stuart showed leniency towards Adelaide once more, choosing to keep her by his side, then Morwenna would decisively give up on Stuart.

Even if it hurt, she would let go.

Her love couldn't accommodate impurity.

The semester break was approaching, and she would go home to see for herself.

As soon as Adelaide left Rosefrost University, she received a call from Stuart.

“Who gave you permission to come back?” Stuart's voice was cold over the phone.

A flicker of anger passed through Adelaide’s eyes, but her tone was woeful, “Stuart, please don’t be like this. I didn’t mean to defy your arrangements. It’s just... my brother got hurt, seriously hurt. Mom said it was a miracle he survived, and she insisted I come back to take care of him. I won’t cause you any trouble; I just want to look after my brother.”

Stuart frowned, “Seriously hurt?”This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Truly. He’s my own brother. How can I be at peace abroad? Stuart, after all these years we've shared, I... I became so ill trying to save you once. I don’t want my brother to follow in my footsteps. All I ask is to take care of him. Can’t you grant me this small request?”

Stuart hung up without another word, arranging for someone to confirm the story.

It was quickly confirmed that Jethro was indeed in critical condition, lying in the ICU. Only then did Stuart call Adelaide back.

“If you’re here purely to take care of Jethro, then stay at the Gallagher residence and don’t wander off.”

“Thank you, Stuart. I’ll be good,” she replied.

After hanging up, Adelaide smashed her phone in a fit of rage.

Stuart didn’t trust her anymore. Despite her heartfelt plea, he still needed to verify Jethro’s injury.

All because of Morwenna, that wretched woman!