Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

“You haven’t been any trouble.

But today was odd; you didn’t seem like someone who just takes orders.

So why were you sweeping the yard when Betty told you to?”

Dulcie fidgeted with the hem of her dress.

“She accused me of loafing around in your room because I’m your personal maid.

I thought since you told everyone I was the maid, I should act the part.

Everyone else was busy, and I was alone in the room, so I went outside.

I just didn’t expect Betty to make things difficult for me so openly.

”

Her explanation was sound.

As Kyson studied her, noticing her discomfort, he was struck by a playful impulse.

He reached out and gently took her arm, catching her off guard.

Before she could pull away, he drew her closer, guiding her to sit on his lap.

Surprised, she turned to him, her face flushing.

“Mr.

Shaw?”

Kyson gave a slight smile.

“Are you suggesting I should have revealed your true role in the Shaw family sooner to prevent Betty and the others from mistreating you?”

Dulcie stammered, “No… no, that’s not what I meant.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

”

Kyson chuckled, a spark of mischief in his eyes.

“You hesitated.

”

Dulcie sighed, feeling cornered.

“I really didn’t mean that.

”

“The more you deny, the more it seems you’re hiding something.

”

She fell silent, frustration building within her.

Her silky hair and blue eyes gave her an almost ethereal, doll-Like appearance, which only accentuated her expression of vexation.

Her cheeks puffed up slightly in her annoyance, making her look unexpectedly adorable.

Kyson laughed softly, finding her reaction intriguing.

How had he never noticed how charming Dulcie could be, especially when she was trying to hide her annoyance yet couldn’t quite manage to mask it? Her facade of irritation mixed with restraint was genuinely captivating.

He glanced down, his eyes inadvertently drawn to her Lips.

Lately, he found himself increasingly drawn to Dulcie, noticing the delicate beauty in her features that seemed to grow more captivating by the day.

Gradually, he leaned in closer to her, his intentions clear.

The thought of having such a fascinating woman as his wife, sharing his home, seemed increasingly appealing.

If Dulcie continued to behave so well, perhaps extending their one- year marriage contract wouldn’t be such a bad idea.

As these thoughts swirled in his mind, he moved nearer.

Close enough now that Dulcie could feel the warmth of his breath, each exhale brushing against her skin, stirring a warmth that seemed to seep into her very veins.