How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Adelaide stood at the doorway like a ghost, her eyes locked onto the scene inside. No one waited for her for dinner. Just yesterday, when Morwenna had fallen asleep from an afternoon of playing, Norbert insisted dinner be delayed by half an hour so the Hetfield family could gather once Morwenna woke up.

Today, Adelaide was merely five minutes late, and no one waited or even bothered to notify her. Even as she loomed gloomily at the entrance for a while, nobody seemed to notice her return.

Morwenna was at the moment trying to correct Stuart's picky eating habits, alongside Norbert of the house. No one could force Stuart into doing something he disliked, except for Morwenna, it seemed. Having been confined and forced into things as a child, Stuart grew up to be assertive and controlling, not letting anyone push him around. Yet, with Morwenna, there were exceptions. And Stuart found these exceptions to be perfectly normal.

Stuart endured a meal that was, aside from the rice, quite unpalatable to him. Norbert watched his grandson and granddaughter-in-law with a tender and warm smile, convinced that Morwenna was the right choice. With her by Stuart's side, he could rest easy knowing that the demons within Stuart's heart were kept at bay.

Adelaide observed all this, her hand resting on the door, nails unintentionally scraping against the wood, creating a screeching sound. Hearing this, Rose was the first to turn around, welcoming Adelaide with a polite, "Adelaide, you're back! Come join us for dinner."

Adelaide forced herself to appear calm as she approached the dining table. The maid, treating her almost like a guest, brought her a set of cutlery. Adelaide sat down and began to eat silently, her actions going largely unnoticed by the family.

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Normally, Adelaide ate slowly and gracefully. Today, she devoured her food, consuming twice as much as usual in a short span. It wasn't long before she started experiencing stomach pains. Adelaide had always had a weak constitution, prone to various ailments including a Severe stomach condition that couldn't handle hunger or overeating well. So, her indulgence tonight was practically binge-eating, and it was only natural for her condition to flare up.

Clutching her stomach, Adelaide soon broke out into a sweat from the pain, biting her lip in silence, waiting for someone to notice her discomfort. Once, Adelaide was the center of attention, and any slight discomfort would have the whole room concerned, especially since Stuart used to be so attentive to her health. How could anyone dare not be, when even her parents wouldn't lay a finger on her?

But now, as she suffered in silence, her forehead sweating enough to wet her bangs, no one seemed to notice. At that moment, Morwenna complained of a toothache, and Stuart was ready to leave with her to see a dentist. The pain in Adelaide's stomach worsened, and she found herself unable to sit upright, collapsing to the floor.

Finally, everyone's attention was drawn to her. Rose approached with concern, asking, "Adelaide, what's wrong? You're all sweaty and pale."Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Rose attempted to help Adelaide up, but Adelaide refused Rose's assistance, her eyes filled with sorrow as she weakly called out, "Stuart."

Stuart furrowed his brows. Morwenna felt a tug at her heart, recalling unpleasant memories. The scene felt eerily familiar; Adelaide had fallen ill in front of her multiple times before, each time resulting in Stuart abandoning her to rush Adelaide to the hospital.

Would history repeat itself, leaving her behind while he took Adelaide to the hospital?