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

Curled up tightly, her body trembled slightly-a testament to her distress, visible even in her isolated posture.

A frown crossed Kyson’s face, his displeasure evident.

He remembered how fiercely she had defended herself earlier, clutching a broken bottle, a stark contrast to her current state of despair.

What had reduced such a spirited defender to this state of utter vulnerability? She seemed a shadow of her former self, overwhelmed and defeated.

As Kyson maintained his stoic silence, the men found themselves at a loss, unable to discern the depths of his character.

“Mr.

Shaw, can we leave now?” one asked, hopeful for a swift exit.

“We really didn’t mean any harm and we certainly didn’t lay a hand on the lady… Instead, she gave us such a thrashing that we’ll be seeing a doctor,” another man said.

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“Leave,” he commanded tersely.

“Right away, sir “the men responded in unison, scurrying out of the room with haste.

As they passed by Kyson, a fleeting glance from him sent shivers down their spines.

Some nursed slightly broken arms, while others clutched their bleeding wrists.

Despite their numbers, all six men had been hurt by Dulcie.

Kyson’s curiosity piqued, he entered the messy room with measured steps.

The sound of his black leather shoes crunching on the broken glass echoed softly in the tense atmosphere.

Concealed beneath the table, Dulcie strained to hear the steady approach of footsteps.

Her heart raced, and she held her breath, trembling with nerves.

Desperately, she hoped that Kyson would overlook her presence, sparing her from further scrutiny.

In the next moment, Dulcie felt a comforting warmth envelop her shoulders.

Startled, she turned to see Kyson standing beside her, his suit jacket now draped over her torn clothes.

His gesture was unexpectedly gentle, stirring a tenderness within her that she couldn’t ignore.

Any woman would have been captivated by his kindness in that moment.

Overwhelmed with shame, Dulcie couldn’t bear to meet his gaze.

She lowered her head, unable to muster the courage to look at him.

But Kyson’s voice, slightly husky, broke through her turmoil.

“No need to hide.

I know who you are,” he reassured her.

Dulcie found his voice strangely alluring, drawing her attention despite her embarrassment.

“What are you doing in a place like this? Are you having money troubles?”

Unable to contain her emotions any longer, Dulcie nodded, tears cascading down her cheeks.