How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Ruby's scream shattered the silence outside the study.

"Shut it!" Grandpa Henry barked sharply, his voice carrying authority. "Lock down the information. What happened here today doesn't leave this room." No one dared to question Grandpa Henry's orders.

His face was a mask of displeasure, his eyes betraying pain and helplessness.

Was it Adelaide who had awakened the demon inside Stuart?

That woman was truly a curse.

Trouble was brewing!

Morwenna stood frozen in shock.

What had gotten into Stuart?

Stuart wasn't one to harm others, especially not Adelaide.

Adelaide had once saved Stuart. Despite everything wrong she had done, Stuart still wished her well.

But what was he doing now?

Morwenna murmured, "Stuart."

As if hearing a familiar voice, Stuart turned around.

Their eyes met.

Morwenna noticed Stuart's eyes were slightly red.

She had seen such a gaze before - like a wounded animal gone mad during a hunt in the mountains, devoid of emotion, devoid of reason. Only rage and bloodlust remained, ready to tear and destroy.

Why had Stuart changed like this?

Was someone trying to hurt him?

Was it Adelaide?

The younger members of the Hetfield family all stepped back the moment Stuart turned.

Ryan, who usually admired Stuart, stepped back in fear.

Even the bodyguards who had accompanied Grandpa Henry didn't step forward.

This version of Stuart was beyond dangerous; his presence alone was suffocating, like being near him was a death sentence.

Normal people would flee from such a sight.

But Grandpa Henry didn't.

Neither did Morwenna.

At that moment, Stuart tilted his head, as though he was trying to recognize Morwenna.

His consciousness was blurry, as if he couldn't see clearly, and he cut his own arm with a knife.

The pain seemed to bring some clarity to his mind, though it was unclear if he recognized Morwenna.

Seeing Stuart harm himself, Morwenna's breath hitched.

Instead of retreating, she approached Stuart, lowering her voice, "Stuart, it's okay, nobody's going to hurt you. Can you give me the knife, please?"

Stuart didn't move.

Suddenly, Morwenna pulled out a roasted sweet potato from her pocket and offered it to Stuart, "Uncle, are you hungry? I brought you a roasted sweet potato." Stuart's breathing was heavy, his gaze on Morwenna as if he wanted to engulf her.

He didn't take the sweet potato, dropping the craft knife instead.

Suddenly, he reached out, gripping Morwenna's waist tightly.

In his madness, he clung to the one thing that mattered most to him.

Stuart's grip tightened, making it difficult for Morwenna to breathe.

But she didn't resist. Instead, she waved at Grandpa Henry, signaling for him and the others to leave.

Grandpa Henry, realizing what was happening, wished more than ever that Adelaide was out of the picture. Holding back his rage, he ordered softly, "Bring that Adelaide here."

Keegan took a deep breath and went in.

Stuart's eyes filled with murderous intent as someone approached, ready to lash out at Keegan.

Morwenna wrapped her arms around Stuart, protecting him.

Keegan quickly dragged Adelaide out.

Grandpa Henry didn't allow the onlookers to stay, closing the doors of the study.

Looking at the barely alive Adelaide, Grandpa Henry ordered coldly, "Get a doctor. Make sure she doesn't die."

Rose and the others came to their senses, realizing this was the moment to act against Stuart.

Stuart was a madman. If nobody had discovered his actions tonight, he surely would have killed someone.

How could such a person be fit to lead the Hetfield family?

Rose, under Grandpa Henry's stern gaze, spoke up, "Grandfather, after what cousin Stuart has done, are we just going to let it slide?"