How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Chapter 204

Stuart sat there, a smug grin tugging at the corners of his mouth as he heard the term ‘young mistress’ being used to address Morwenna.

Morwenna, oblivious to Stuart's smugness, had reached the end of her rope with Orson. With a resigned sigh, she said, “Let's head to the Windcharm Villas farmers' market.”

“Sure thing. Please sit tight, young mistress, I'm hitting the road.”

The car made its way towards Windcharm Villas.

In half an hour, they arrived, a trip that was significantly faster than Morwenna's usual commute by bus or bike.

The fish stall at the market was just opening, the day's catch yet to be displayed, as Stuart and Morwenna arrived early.

The sight of Stuart caused Mr. White's face to darken. It was as if he didn't even see Morwenna, his gaze fixed intensely on Stuart.

In a swift motion, Mr. White shoved Mrs. White into the shop, disregarding her protests, and pulled down the shutter, facing Stuart alone.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to ruin our business again?" Mr. White's voice was charged with anger.

His reaction was fierce. Mr. White, normally a gentle soul who rarely spoke a harsh word, held his wife, Mrs. White, dear above all else.

Morwenna bit her lip nervously, her eyes shifting to Stuart.

Taking a step forward, Stuart bowed deeply under Mr. White's wary gaze, "I came to apologize. I was wrong before, and I'm sorry."

Stuart's apology was more sincere than Morwenna had anticipated.

Mr. White was taken aback. It was unheard of for the wealthy elite to apologize to the likes of them, driving fancy cars and flanked by bodyguards, believing money could solve any problem. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Yet, Stuart remained bowed, not lifting his gaze.

The shutter was opened from the inside as Mrs. White refused to let her husband face any potential danger alone.

This time, Mr. White didn't stop Mrs. White from coming out.

She came out to the sight of Stuart still bowing.

He repeated, "I'm truly sorry for the misunderstanding that caused you harm and danger. I am willing to make amends."

Mrs. White, seeing Morwenna's anxious demeanor, quickly interjected, "Let it go, it wasn't a big deal, no need for this."

Mrs. White was fond of Morwenna and didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.

Mr. White, however, couldn't let it go, his face stern, "And how do you plan to make amends? Throw money at us? Young man, not everything can be bought with money."

Morwenna's anxiety grew.

Stuart was known for his temper, and she feared a conflict between him and Mr. White.

However, Stuart, with a gentle expression, nodded in agreement.

Indeed, not everything could be bought with money.

Like the time he tried to use money to keep Morwenna by his side for three years, only for her to lash out at him.

So Stuart agreed, "You're right. Money can't buy everything I made a mistake and am willing to make it right. Whatever you ask of me, as long as it's reasonable, I'll do my best to fulfill it."

Stuart's apology was sincere, driven by his need for Morwenna's approval.

Mr. White, catching Morwenna's anxious gaze and feeling his wife constantly pulling at his arm, finally gave in. "If you want to apologize, fine. My request isn't much. If you can do the job Morwenna did for a day, we'll forgive you."

Morwenna's mouth dropped open in surprise.

Was Stuart really going to don an apron and gut fish?

There was no way Stuart would agree to that...