How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 105

It was a chaotic night at Windcharm Villas.

Adelaide, in a state of drunken frenzy, was wavering knife in her hand, gesturing towards her wrist.

The dozen or so guests who had come for the party were utterly shocked; nothing like this had ever happened before.

They had organized many such gatherings, and Adelaide had always played the gracious hostess, never overindulging, always poised and dignified.

The only thing different this time was that Stuart wasn't around.

They had thought this party was Adelaide's way of showing she could handle things even without Stuart around, that she was in control. But they couldn't have been more wrong.

Adelaide was drunk and now, alarmingly, contemplating suicide.

Everyone was on edge.

Without Stuart, if anything happened to Adelaide, they would all be in deep trouble.

Barclay tried to approach her, his voice calm but firm, "Adelaide, Stuart is on his way, just put the knife down, please."

Adelaide screamed, "Don’t come any closer! I don't want any of you! I only want Stuart!"

Her hand shook with how drunk and agitated she was, and the knife cut across her wrist, blood started to drip down on the floor.

Barclay immediately stopped, "Okay, okay, I’m not coming closer. Just don’t move, Adelaide. Wait for Stuart, alright?"

Someone else quickly added, "Mr. Hetfield is on his way; he'll be here any minute."

Adelaide was laughing through tears, "Get out! All of you, just get out! You're all making fun of me, aren't you? I know you are! Just leave!"

In her agitation, the cut deepened, and her wrist was all bloody.

No one dared to leave. If they did and something happened to Adelaide, they could never forgive themselves. But staying put while Adelaide was so distraught seemed equally risky.

At that moment, a figure strode into the room.

Stuart’s entrance was like a storm, immediately adding a tense weight to the atmosphere.

He walked straight up to Adelaide and said coldly, "Give me the knife."