How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 183

In the suburban hospital, Stuart was with Morwenna.

After sorting everything out, he left it all behind, keeping a vigil by Morwenna's side under the night sky.

At six o' clock the next day, Morwenna's internal clock, robust as ever, woke her up on time despite her injuries.

As she regained consciousness, her first instinct was to get ready for work, momentarily confused about where she was.

"Don't move," a hoarse, slightly sexy bass voice whispered near her ear.

Morwenna froze, remembering her circumstances.

Yesterday, she had found Stuart, who had been kidnapped, and had fought desperately to save him. Now, it seemed, they were in a hospital.

As realization dawned, pain surged through her body.

The painkillers were ineffective, and she felt agony in her arms, legs, hands, and forehead.

But as Morwenna herself said, she wasn't afraid of pain, so her expression remained mostly unchanged.

Suddenly, Stuart gently lifted Morwenna, placing her on his lap and helping her put on her socks.

Morwenna was so stunned she almost forgot the pain.

Stuart just naturally holding her like this? It’s enough to get her to blush!

Suppressing her shyness, she ventured a glance up at Stuart.

He had tended to his own wounds, now donned in a clean nightgown with a white bandage wrapped around his neck. His slightly pale face transformed his usual enchanting demeanor into something more heart-stirringly tender.

As Morwenna looked up, Stuart bent down, his bandage brushing against her face.

Morwenna swallowed hard, barely daring to keep looking, and quickly averted her gaze.

Her unusual thought process led her to blurt out the first question that came to her mind: “Why aren’t you wearing a hospital gown?”