How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 99

At that moment, Morwenna couldn’t care less about Stuart’s thoughts.

She touched his forehead; it was scorching.

If this continued, she feared Stuart would be delirious with fever.

In a rush, Morwenna urged, “Orson, can you speed up?”

Orson glanced through the rearview mirror, his face puzzled. “Is Mr. Hetfield ill?”

The others, aware of Stuart’s temperament, probably wouldn’t mention his sickness even if they noticed, but Orson was blissfully oblivious.

Morwenna thought no wonder Orson didn’t fancy shadowing Stuart; being close to him would’ve proved a hazardous job.

Seeing that Stuart seemed not to be upset, she casually responded, “Yes, he’s got a fever. Please, faster.”

Taking her words to heart, Orson pressed on the accelerator, and the car sped forward.

Every so often, Morwenna couldn’t help but check Stuart’s temperature with her hand.

Although she knew it wasn’t much help, it was something she felt compelled to do.

The fever must be very high, as Stuart didn’t resist her touch at all, not preventing her from fussing over him.

Stuart, meanwhile, was wondering, was this genuine concern?

She wasn’t good at pretending, which meant it was sincere.

But why? They usually didn't part on the best terms.

Why was there genuine care?

No one could have guessed that the seemingly inscrutable Stuart was pondering such trivial matters.

Who could imagine that this ruthless tyrant could be thrilled by such a small gesture of kindness?

Importantly, Stuart was sure this concern had no underlying motives, no hidden schemes.

At that moment, he even thought that marrying Morwenna might not be such a bad idea.

He usually thought of marriage as a hassle, believing solitude was safer.

Like a lone wolf, ready to attack anyone who trespassed his territory.

He never imagined he’d allow a harmless doe to appear beside him.