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

Recently, Dulcie had been staying up late, often sleeping on the couch, and her absence by his side at night left Kyson feeling somewhat adrift.

Kyson maneuvered the sleek luxury car to the roadside, his gaze lingering on Dutlcie.

Her face bore clear signs of exhaustion after a hectic day.

As he recalled her frantic movements around the company, Kysons hand instinctively reached out, gently caressing her tired cheek.

Dulcie had drifted into a deep sleep that lasted for two hours.

When she finally stirred awake, disorientation clouded her senses. Glancing over, she found Kyson reclining with closed eyes beside her.

She instinctively wiped her mouth, a reflex born of worry over drooling in her sleep.

As if sensing her movement, Kysons eyes flickered open, his voice low and husky.

Awake? Yeah.noveldrama

Sorry, how long was I out? Outside, darkness had enveloped the sky, leaving Dulcie bewildered.

Two hours, Kyson replied calmly.

She noticed his suit jacket draped over her, now carrying her scent, and guilt gnawed at her.

Did… did I keep you from something? Did I interrupt your work? Dulcies voice was hesitant, laden with remorse.

Kyson started the car without answering, steering them back toward the Shaw residence.

Later that evening, after Dulcie had showered and prepared to settle on the couch, Kyson intervened.

Sleep on the bed. She hesitated, puzzled by his sudden insistence, uncertainty flickering in her eyes.

Kyson stepped forward, gently taking the blanket from her hands.

Sleep next to me, alright? Next to him? Dulcie was taken aback by Kysons unexpected insistence.

I think I should sleep on the couch.

I wake up early and might disturb you.