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

Dulcie averted her eyes, a pang of nervousness washing over her.

To dispel any of Kysons suspicions, she replied with conviction, I was just thirsty and heading to get some water.

Im not hiding anything.

Her tone carried more confidence than usual, a result of the upheaval caused by her recent resignation.

Kyson, dubious, quirked an eyebrow.

Just getting water? Exactly.

What else would I be doing at this hour? Its not like Im heading out for a run on the main road, she retorted.noveldrama

Even though Kyson suspected she was lying, he couldnt help but find her endearing rather than irritating.

Im off to bed now. With those words, Dulcie headed straight for the couch, aware that lingering could reveal more about her secret plans.

If things didnt go according to plan, it wouldnt be just her who suffered.

Lucinda would be affected too.

Lucinda had already helped her a lot.

Failing now, especially after she had sought Lucindas aid, was not an option.

Kyson couldnt help but smile softly at the small figure curled up on the couch before making his way back to bed.

Thanks to Sallys intervention, they had started sharing a room once more.

Without her mediation, their stubborn streaks would have kept them apart, potentially straining their bond further.

Yet, despite the reconciliation, Dulcie stubbornly refused to return to the bed, leaving Kyson feeling rather resigned.

Excited by the news, Dulcie quietly made her way to the HR department to talk with the staff member responsible for business trip arrangements.

Hello, I need to organize a business trip per Mr.

Shaws instructions, Dulcie announced as she approached the staff members desk, sliding a document with Kysons signature across to the staff member.

After being his assistant for a long time, she had become proficient at mimicking his signature.

In reality, her position as Kysons preferred assistant meant that the HR personnel rarely, if ever, questioned her requests.

The staff member began entering the travel details into the system and looked up to inquire, Where will Mr.

Shaw be sending you? Should I input the exact destination? Dulcie dismissed the query with a casual wave of her hand.

No, the specifics arent necessary at this point. Ill only be away for a short while.

Mr.

Shaw had to leave on business himself and passed this task to me at the last minute.

Hes entrusted me with his official seal.

Understood, Miss Burton.

Approval for her leave came through swiftly, and Dulcie made her way to Kysons office.

Being his assistant did indeed offer its advantages, particularly when it came to navigating the gray areas of protocol.

She slipped the official seal from his desk drawer, pressed it onto the leave form in the corner, just as he used to, and exited the office, a self-satisfied smile on her lips.