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

“Mr.

Shaw, you’re used to softer beds, so it’s understandable you’re not yet accustomed to the sofa.

Let’s switch back tonight.

I’m fine sleeping on the sofa; I’m quite used to it.

”

Kyson was grumpy that morning, his tone less than pleasant.

“If I always let you sleep on the sofa, and if Cyrus and Sally find out, they’ll accuse me of mistreating you.

There’s no need for that.

I’ll adjust to the sofa in a few days.

”

He glanced at Dulcie’s attire: a formal, sleek black business suit with a snug skirt emphasizing her slender waist.

Her hair was tied up in a high ponytail, giving her a distinctly capable and professional appearance.

“When did you buy this outfit?” His expression was serious.

Dulcie adjusted the hem of her skirt, and then turned in front of the coffee table.

“What do you think? Is it suitable? After hearing about passing the interview yesterday, I took some time to buy two outfits.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

”

‘s BunnyBookery

His eyebrows and eyes radiated pride, devoid of any additional expressions.

“It’s okay, just about average.

”

Receiving an “okay” from him already delighted Dulcie.

She placed a cup of hot soy milk on the coffee table and spoke earnestly.

“Mr.

Shaw, I know you don’t like bitter coffee and prefer sweet things, so I fetched some soy milk from the kitchen.

It’s very nourishing for the stomach.

Remember to drink it after you finish washing up.

I’ll be leaving now.

”

“Stop!” Kyson called out to her.

“Where are you going?”

Dulcie looked puzzled.

“To the company, of course.

Today is my first official day at work.

”

Kyson swiftly rose, checked his watch, and made his way to the bathroom.

With a gruff tone, he added, “Wait for me.

I’m heading out soon; I can drop you off on my way.

”

“What? Would that be too much trouble?” Dulcie felt a bit embarrassed.

“I remember you’re going to the lab today, right? We’re heading in different directions, I assume.

”

Feeling somewhat disoriented from waking up, Kyson almost forgot.

He wasn’t going to the company; they were indeed headed in opposite directions.

However, he had already said the words, and retracting his words was not characteristic of him.

“In any case, driving isn’t exhausting.

I’ll take a detour; think of it as a way to digest my breakfast.

”

Dulcie was perplexed, finding his words oddly phrased.

“Very well, thank you, Mr.

Shaw.

”

Kyson accepted her gratitude silently and headed to the bathroom.

She silently tidied the pillow and bedding on the sofa, neatly folding them and placing them in the wardrobe.

Kyson spent just five minutes washing his face and brushing his teeth, and another five eating breakfast.

Dulcie anxiously monitored the time, concerned about arriving late on her inaugural workday, eager to avoid any impression of Lacking enthusiasm for her job.

Kyson wore a sullen expression, his face betraying impatience.

He swiftly donned a suit before departing the house with his hands in his pockets.