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

Dulcie rose from her seat, ready to head upstairs when Kyson stood abruptly, surprising her.

Dulcie, he began, his voice softer than usual, can you come with me to see Colby again tomorrow? He.

Hell only agree to interact with me if youre there.

There was something uncharacteristically vulnerable in his request, a hint of helplessness.noveldrama

Dulcie hesitated for only a moment before responding coolly, Okay.

She then turned and ascended the stairs.

The next morning, the smell of baking filled the house.

Dulcie had been up early, busy in the kitchen preparing cookies and cakes for the children.

Kyson appeared at the foot of the stairs, his eyes drawn to her before he could stop himself. She moved gracefully, the apron tied snugly around her waist, like a devoted wife.

A quiet, unexpected relief washed over him.

It felt as though his tension melted away the moment she was near, as if her presence alone was enough to bring him solace.

Without a word, he stepped closer, joining her at the counter.

His sudden presence startled her for a brief moment, but she quickly masked her surprise and continued decorating the desserts as though nothing had changed.

Their hands brushed occasionally, the contact brief but electric.

Each accidental touch sent a wave of unease through Dulcie, though Kyson seemed to take it in stride.

He grew bolder, his hand intentionally grazing hers now and then, a teasing glint in his eyes.

Dulcie tried to ignore it, but when his hand lingered just a Little too long, her fingers slipped, and the cream bag burst.

Ouch! she exclaimed, momentarily blinded.

Worried the cream might slip into her eyes, she began fumbling to wipe it off herself, but Kysons hands were faster, catching her wrists.

Dont move, he commanded, his voice low but firm.

Before she could protest, he tilted her chin up with surprising gentleness.

With a clean handkerchief, he carefully wiped the cream from her face, his touch unexpectedly tender.

Dulcie stood still, stunned by the proximity-the warmth of his breath, the scent of him, a mix of something sweet with a hint of tobacco.

She lifted her chin ever so slightly, allowing Kyson to gently wipe her face, as she remained still under his touch.

Kysons eyes flicked over her, momentarily lost in thought. Her skin, smooth and delicate, was softer than cream.

For a second, he seemed dazed, his expression unreadable as he lingered just a moment too long.

Finally, he stepped back, his voice returning to its usual cool tone.

Check it yourself, he said, turning away abruptly.

Dulcie barely managed to catch her breath as he left the room.

Her fingers touched her face where his hand had just been, her mind swirling.

For a fleeting moment, he had been.

gentle.

It was the kind of gentleness she hadnt felt from him in so long that it almost hurt to remember.