How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 11

After finishing their spaghetti, Stuart hadn't left the house. He sat on the couch, eyes closed, appearing mentally drained.

Morwenna felt uncomfortably dirty when still covered in dirt and sweat from a fever.

Yet, she hesitated to take a cold shower.

It wasn't the illness she feared but the inconvenience it might cause others.

Tentatively, Morwenna approached Stuart and whispered, "Stuart, can you please... show me how to get the hot water running?"

Stuart wasn't asleep, but he reclined on the couch with his eyes shut, clearly not in the mood to interact.

Morwenna couldn't continue.

Usually bright and cheerful, she felt awkward and constrained, alone with a man for the first time in many years.

Ignored by Stuart, she quietly retreated to her room.

In the bathroom, Morwenna called Zoe for help while she fumbled with the taps.

Eventually, she looked at the tub full of cold water and blushed with embarrassment. She felt foolish for not learning even after calling Zoe, who would have to come over and help.

Morwenna waited for Zoe.

Suddenly, Stuart strode into her room.

After seeing her standing in the bathroom, Stuart walked straight toward her without hesitation.

His demeanor came with the irritability of insomnia. He had come to see why Morwenna seemed calmer after planting flowers the previous night, only to find a bathtub filled with cold water. His gaze turned icy.

Sarcastically, Stuart sneered, "Oh, playing the sick and pitiful card in front of me by taking cold showers? You know how to play your part."

Morwenna was tough, but being wrongly accused was something she couldn’t stand.

"You got me wrong!" she protested, puffing up her face. "I just don’t know how to get the hot water."