How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Chapter 62

Two days later, her wound had gotten worse, turning red, swollen, and oozing with pus, along with a fever.

It was only because Melvin noticed she hadn’t shown up at school that he decided to rush her to the hospital with a high fever of 104°F.

Morwenna felt certain that if Melvin hadn't arrived just in time, she might have ended up delirious with a fever.

So when Stuart got injured and Fletcher urged caution to prevent the wound from getting infected, she was on edge.

Hearing Fletcher say it was nothing serious finally allowed her tightly wound nerves to relax.

Stuart darkened his expression slightly.

It was the first time in days he had seen Morwenna smile so brightly, but that smile wasn't for him, it was for Fletcher.

Stuart squinted at Fletcher, who was still chatting and laughing with Morwenna, his grin as cunning as a fox.

Suddenly, feeling a chill down his spine, Fletcher excused himself, “Uh, Mrs. Hetfield, I’ve got things to handle. I'll head out first.”

Morwenna stood up to see him off, “Dr. Vaughn, take care.”

“No need for seeing me off.”

Fletcher left in a hurry as Stuart's aura seemed to darken with jealousy.

Stuart was actually jealous!

It was hard to tell whether Stuart was just pretending to care for Morwenna, or if he truly harbored feelings for her.

Morwenna, with her genuine nature, was hard not to like once you got to know her.

Nevertheless, he had to head back to prepare for the banquet.

The elder members of several prominent families took turns organizing private banquets.

Essentially, they were friendly meet-ups for the elders, providing an opportunity for the younger generation to mingle too.

This time, the banquet was hosted by the Vaughn family. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Fletcher felt if he didn’t start organizing soon, his crafty grandfather might just pull a fast one on him.

The next morning, Stuart changed his dressing and headed out early.

Morwenna didn’t bother cleaning today. She decided to stop overthinking and just took a long sleep from nine in the morning until four in the afternoon, feeling much more alive afterward.

She made up her mind.

She decided to ask Stuart if he had feelings for Adelaide. She wanted to know whether they were just friends or something more.

Even if they remained friends, she would treat Stuart with the gratitude he deserved.

After coming to a resolution, Morwenna felt much lighter.

In the afternoon, when Stuart didn’t return, Morwenna went to meet him at SY Boutique as planned.

It took her a while to find the SY Boutique.

It seemed to be a fancy boutique, not crammed with clothes like the shops she was used to, but beautifully decorated with only a few dresses hanging around, jewelry sparkling on crystal displays, and a selection of elegant pastries and drinks in the center.

As she walked in, the receptionist greeted her with a smile, “Madam, may I assist you personally?”

Wearing her plain old clothes, the receptionist didn’t underestimate her but still welcomed Morwenna enthusiastically.

Morwenna shook her head, “No, thank you. I’m waiting for someone.”

She was then led to a seating area and handed a glass of juice.

Morwenna naively asked, “How much is the juice?”

The saleswoman replied with a smile, “It’s complimentary, madam.”

Surprised by the free offering, Morwenna was just taking it in when she heard a mocking laugh.

“Haha, that’s hilarious! She thought she had to pay for the juice.”

“Morwenna, you’re not here to buy clothes, are you?”

“Who gave you dressed in rags the courage to walk in here?”

Morwenna looked up to see two women talking directly at her.

They called her by her name, but she didn’t recognize them.