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

“Okay,” Dulcie said.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

She didn’t know how she felt about wearing his clothes.

An hour later, Dulcie took her shower and came out of the bathroom.

The ceiling lamp in the bedroom had been turned off, leaving only the lamp by the bedside.

Kyson lay on his side on the bed, his eyes closed.

He seemed to be asleep.

His breathing indicated that it was a peaceful sleep.

The bedside lamp seemed to cast a warm glow over the room.

Looking at Kyson’s sleeping figure, Dulcie thought it wouldn’t be a bad thing to get to watch him sleep in the following year.

With a look of satisfaction on her face, she walked up to Kyson to pull the blanket up on him.

However, before she could do that, he grabbed her by the wrist tightly.

Dulcie trembled in fear.

She looked down at Kyson and saw him staring back at her coldly.

“I’m always alert, even when asleep.

It would do you well to not touch me or get close to me when I’m asleep.

I could break your wrist.

”

“I… I just wanted to pull up the blanket for you…” Dulcie paled at the dark look Kyson gave her.

“I meant no harm.

I’m sorry.

I won’t do that again,” she added, her voice trembling.

Kyson then loosened his grip, turned over, and went back to sleep.

Dulcie sighed deeply before wrapping herself tightly in the bathrobe and going to the sofa.

Soon she was asleep.

The next morning, Kyson woke up early to wash himself.

It was a habit he picked up at the Secret Investigation Department training camp.

He saw Dulcie curled up on the sofa.

She wasn’t covered, and as such, her hands and feet were cold.

Had she slept through the night without blankets?

Why had she done that? She could have gotten a cold.

The blankets were in the closet.

Why didn’t she take them?

Kyson shook his head at Dulcie’s apparent stupidity.

He then went to the closet and got a quilt, which he then proceeded to cover her with.

With a groan, Dulcie turned, wrapping herself tightly in the quilt, leaving only her head exposed.

She looked quite peaceful as she slept.

Kyson stared at her for a while before finally looking away.

He walked to the front door and opened it to find Connolly already standing outside the door.

With a polite smile on his face, the butler said, “I hope you and the lady slept well last night, Mr.

Shaw.

”