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

Before long, the only sounds filling the room were the clinks of cutlery on the plates.

After the meal, Kyson and Dulcie retired to their room.

Dulcie appeared quite cheerful that evening.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

As soon as she returned to her room, Dulcie was eager to share her exciting news with Kyson.

“Mr.

Shaw, I secured a job today.

”

Kyson remained expressionless.

“Oh? What kind of job is it?”

“It appears to be with a major real estate firm.

I applied for a data manager position, responsible for organizing information and assisting staff from other departments with tasks like photocopying documents.

The educational requirements weren’t stringent.

I had a video interview today, and HR told me to start tomorrow.

”

Kyson chuckled and quirked an eyebrow.

“You don’t even know the company’s name, just that it’s substantial.

Doesn’t that worry you about potential fraud?”

“It was your assistant, Kurt, who referred me to the job.

Given his long service with you, I trust his judgment.

I didn’t feel the need to look into the company further,” Dulcie explained, shaking her head.

Kyson couldn’t help but smile quietly, feeling reassured.

After a moment, he sensed something amiss.

“Do you trust Kurt or do you trust me?”

Dulcie paused, slightly taken aback.

“Of course, I trust you, but… Does it make a difference?”

Kyson looked at her seriously and remained silent.

Indeed, there was a difference.

He was her husband, albeit through a marriage of convenience, and Kurt was merely an acquaintance.

Moreover, it was Kyson who had instructed Kurt to help Dulcie get the job.

He couldn’t let Kurt take all the credit.

However, Kyson chose not to disclose this truth to Dulcie.

“Kurt is very diligent and careful with his tasks.

If you run into any issues at work, feel free to reach out to him.

Should you face any trouble at the company, he’s also a good resource for assistance.

”

Dulcie nodded compliantly, yet she felt a twinge of discomfort.

She was, after all, Kyson’s wife now.

Kyson seemed comfortable with her maintaining contact with Kurt, even as a married woman.

Didn’t that bother him?

It underscored the reality of their marriage of convenience.

Clearly, he held no affection for her.

Her previously bright mood quickly soured.

Quietly, Dulcie pulled the quilt and pillow from the wardrobe, arranged them on the sofa to make a bed, and then proceeded to get ready for bed.

Kyson was out on the balcony, smoking.

Once he extinguished his cigarette, he returned to the bedroom.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed the bedding arranged on the sofa.