How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 32

Morwenna hadn't taken any of the valuable items in his place.

Rumor had it that she was from the mountains and a freshman at college. She was probably as broke as she looked.

No wonder she worked at the fish market gutting fish.

Stuart was unusually perturbed, his thoughts a tangled mess.

The unrest made it impossible for him to keep up his façade.

With a stern face, he took the grocery bag from Morwenna's hands.

Instinctively, she protested, "Sir, I'm strong enough to carry it myself."

"Zip it."

Morwenna fell silent.

She stole glances at Stuart, who seemed less aloof and more genuine as he carried the heavy bag.

When they returned to Windcharm Villas, Norbert had arrived.

Morwenna greeted him with a radiant smile as if seeing a family member, "Norbert, how did you get here so fast? We bought loads of groceries. I’ll cook something delicious for you."

"Wenna, did you and Stuart shop together?"

"Yes."

Norbert watched his grandson carrying the groceries, his smile deepening the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Since Morwenna's arrival, he had seen many firsts from his grandson.

Morwenna busied herself in the kitchen with the ingredients.

Dinner was a lavish affair, enjoyed thoroughly by Morwenna and Norbert.

Whether Stuart enjoyed it was of no concern.

After dinner, Norbert didn’t mention leaving but suggested playing Euchre instead.

Norbert called out to Stuart, who surprisingly agreed.

Morwenna found Stuart’s cooperation odd. They weren’t under any contract to act like a loved couple, so why was he so cooperative?

In the first game, Stuart was the dealer. Morwenna and Norbert teamed up against him.

Stuart lost, and a Post-it note ended up on his face.

In the second game, it was Norbert's turn to deal.