How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

It was just a small favor, really. Barclay was bound to help.

"Thank you so much, Barclay. I was at my wit's end."

"Come on, Adelaide, don't mention it. We're practically family here."

A sinister smile spread across Adelaide's face, unseen by Barclay on the other end of the call. Had he seen it, it might have chilled him to the bone.

Barclay had always been decent to Adelaide. As long as it didn't involve Stuart and Morwenna, he was always willing to lend a hand.

After all, asking Fletcher to help out with a rescue wasn't a big deal, right?

After hanging up, Adelaide made a quick trip to the hospital.

While her mother was in the restroom, she swiftly administered a syringe of medication to the voiceless Jethro, then made a hasty retreat. Adelaide returned to Hetfield's Homestead, her actions unnoticed.

Stuart was upstairs in the study, swamped with work. No CEO could truly afford to neglect their duties. If love meant abandoning all responsibility, the company would be doomed. Adelaide sought out Morwenna in the library, who glanced at her and immediately thought, "Typical Adelaide, barely two hours gone and she's back as if nothing happened."

This woman had a talent for deception, and Morwenna wanted no part in it. She turned her back on Adelaide without a word.

Adelaide's expression darkened. "Morwenna, my brother's condition has worsened; it's critical. Fletcher has agreed to come have a look. I hope you'll join him. If surgery is needed, you should persuade Fletcher to operate. After all, my brother's injury was your fault; you ought to take responsibility."

Morwenna looked up from her book. "I'll get in touch with Fletcher about the surgery. And I hope you plan to repay Barclay."

Adelaide had taken ten million for medical expenses from Barclay. Though it wasn't Morwenna's money, she couldn't stand Adelaide's scheming.

Stuart had said Fletcher's help wouldn't cost much.

Adelaide stiffened. "I'll repay it, just as soon as Fletcher operates on my brother tonight."

Morwenna glanced upstairs, where Stuart was busy in the study.

Adelaide quickly added, "Stuart's swamped. Don't bother him with every little thing. You caused this mess; don't expect Stuart to clean it up. Do you think he won't get tired of you?"

Morwenna hesitated. She was used to handling things on her own, but lately, she'd been relying more on Stuart. While it was okay to like someone, depending solely on a man was not her style. "Fine, I'll head to the hospital," Morwenna said, setting down her book.

She had wanted to visit the hospital before, but Stuart had insisted he'd handle everything. Now, with school resuming tomorrow and Fletcher being there, it was indeed time she checked on things herself. Adelaide's smile was thin. "I hope you still have some sense of shame and will convince Fletcher to save my brother."

Morwenna was no pushover.

Adelaide might play one role in front of Stuart and another behind his back, but Morwenna wouldn't stand for it.

Lifting her chin, Morwenna retorted, "I also hope you find some shame. Stuart and I are married, and we love each other. You should stop haunting Stuart like a ghost; it's infuriating."

"Morwenna! You think the years of connection between Stuart and me can just be severed?"

"Whether it can be severed or not, I don't know. What I do know is, trying to seduce a married man makes you a homewrecker."

Adelaide's face turned white with rage.

Morwenna left with her head held high, her dignity intact.