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How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 209

After the apology, Morwenna felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders, and she suddenly found Stuart a whole lot more bearable.

Stuart, catching the shift in Morwenna's demeanor, eased up as well.

Only Orson, who was driving, couldn't shake off the tension. Today had been a whirlwind for him; he'd witnessed Stuart apologize, seen him gut a fish, and even found out Stuart couldn't ride an e-bike.

Was he going to be silenced for all he knew?

He missed his brother, his uncle, his dad...

Orson sneaked glances at Stuart through the rearview mirror, his driving getting a bit shaky.

Stuart's icy gaze caught him through the mirror. Frozen by that look, Orson's expression stiffened.

"Stuart, are you heading back to the estate or off to the office this afternoon?" Morwenna's voice was sweet and clear, a comforting tone that eased the mood.

"I'm off to the office," Stuart replied, pulling his gaze away.

Orson quickly focused on the road, determined to drive properly.

Mr. Hetfield was intimidating!

He decided then and there, if Morwenna wasn't around, he'd do well to steer clear of Mr. Hetfield.

Orson, in his simplicity, had grasped an essential truth—around Morwenna, all was well.

Morwenna, oblivious to the silent exchange between Stuart and Orson, continued, "What do you feel like for lunch? It's my treat."

Since her first shock at the prices at Rosefrost Hollow, spending over sixty bucks on breakfast for Stuart, Morwenna hadn't dined out.

Even when hungry, she'd only buy a couple of bagels to tide her over, her frugality bordering on stinginess.

She had planned on heading back to the estate for lunch if Stuart was going there. But with Stuart heading to the office, she couldn't let him work on an empty stomach.

Morwenna was always generous when it came to Stuart and Norbert.

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