How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 232

Stuart gently took Morwenna's hand, whispering softly, “Time to sleep.”

“Okay!”

They lay in the same bed, each under their own blankets, but their hands found each other outside the covers, one big, one small, intertwined.

Morwenna's cheeks flushed as she closed her eyes.

It wasn't long before Stuart also drifted off, free from the nightmares that had plagued him for so long.

The next morning, Morwenna was up at six sharp. Her slight movements woke Stuart.

“I'm sorry if I woke you, go back to sleep. I'll try to be quieter,” Morwenna whispered.

But Stuart was already getting up. “No, I'm awake now.”

Morwenna looked puzzled. “What's gotten into you lately? You used to sleep till noon, and now you're up with the sun?”

Stuart stiffened slightly.

He used to dread closing his eyes, haunted by nightmares, always waking up tired.

But since Morwenna came into his life, his nights had been peaceful.

Yet, he couldn't bring himself to tell Morwenna that.

“Just adjusting my schedule,” Stuart said, his voice rough.

Morwenna, oblivious, nodded in agreement. “That's good, though. Your old sleep schedule was all over the place. Early to bed, early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.”

Meanwhile, Norbert was also waking up.

Unlike the others, Norbert's face was pale rather than flushed from sleep.

He propped himself up, took out his medicine box, poured a glass of warm water, and took his medication.

Fifteen minutes later, Norbert's complexion had returned to normal, and he seemed much more energetic.

He then changed and headed downstairs, running into Stuart and Morwenna.

“You’re up,” Norbert boomed with vitality. “We’ll have Morwenna's favorite pancakes for breakfast. After we eat, I'll drive her to school.”