How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Chapter 206

When the customer urged him again, he asked, his voice somewhat stifled, "Which one's the trout?"

Morwenna and Mr. White were both speechless.

Everyone assumed Stuart was acting snooty due to his status, but turns out, he couldn't tell one fish from the next.

Trying hard not to laugh, Morwenna pointed at a fish swimming merrily in the water and said, "That one there."

With a blank face, Stuart grabbed the fish, knocked it out, and started to butcher it.

His technique was all over the place; he couldn't even clean the scales off properly, and ended up chopping the fish into uneven chunks rather than slicing it. Luckily, the old customer didn't seem to mind.

After cleaning his glasses, the old customer took the fish, seemingly seeing Stuart clearly for the first time, and said with a smile, "Handsome young fellow, aren't you? Morwenna's boyfriend, perhaps?"

Stuart nodded assertively, "Yes."

The customer's smile deepened, "A fine match, one eye-catching pair!"

"Thank you."

After a few more jokes, the customer left with his fish.

Morwenna, known for her cheerful nature, had become quite popular among the market vendors and many of the regulars, including the elderly shoppers.

Blushing, Morwenna whispered to Stuart, "Stuart, we're not actually dating."

Stuart slightly tilted his head to look at her, "But didn't you say you liked me?"

Caught off guard, Morwenna mumbled, "Yes, I did."

"So, I accepted."

It took a moment for Morwenna to grasp what Stuart meant.

She liked him, and he had accepted.

They were now a couple.

She had a boyfriend!

Well, she was practically married…

Mrs. White had been sneakily watching them.

She really cared for Morwenna and liked her a lot.

Morwenna had mentioned Stuart was the one she fancied.

Mrs. White always thought Stuart wasn't quite the right match for Morwenna, hence the sneaky observations.

Now, seeing Stuart next to Morwenna, his usually standoffish aura seemed somewhat softened.

Stuart was only good at chopping fish into chunks.

Morwenna kept explaining on the side.

"Sorry about that, he's new here."

"Actually, a chunky stew can be quite delicious. I've got a secret recipe for it. Would you like me to write it down for you, sir?"

The shoppers, mostly gentle folks and with Morwenna apologizing profusely, didn't cause any trouble.

Stuart himself seemed unaware of the pleasure evident at the corner of his eyes.

Mr. White seemed much happier, no longer keeping Mrs. White at bay.

As before, Mrs. White approached them with boiled eggs, offering them to Morwenna: "Here, Morwenna, these are for you... and for Stuart..."

Stuart, whose attention had been solely on Morwenna, finally shifted his gaze to the two boiled eggs and then to the somewhat plump middle-aged woman beside him. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Previously, he had thought her to be harsh and biting, but now, she didn't seem all that bad.

Taking the eggs, Morwenna's eyes welled up as she thanked Mrs. White, "Thank you, Mrs. White."

She knew this meant Mrs. White and Mr. White had forgiven her.

Stuart also managed a "Thank you."

Morwenna offered one egg to Stuart, her face bright with a smile, "Sir, would you like one?"

When Stuart noticed that Morwenna was addressing Mr. White more warmly than him, as she was calling him 'sir', his demeanor became a bit more gloomy.

But seeing Morwenna so happy, he said nothing of that, and just raised his fishy-smelling hands towards her, "How am I supposed to eat like this?"

Looking at Stuart, then at herself, Morwenna tentatively asked, "Shall I peel it and feed you?"