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

As the music peaked, their dance steps became quicker and more synchronized.

They glided across the floor, with everyone else giving them space, entranced by their grace.noveldrama

When the music ceased, so did their movements.

Dulcie found herself nestled in Kysons arms, his strong, steady heartbeat a comforting rhythm against her chest.

As the dance ended, a sharp pain shot through her ankle.

Mr.

Shaw, I need to use the restroom, she said, her voice strained. She had been pushing through the pain during their dance, but now she desperately needed cold water and tissues to avoid any embarrassment.

As she turned to leave, Kyson grabbed her wrist, and she looked at him in confusion.

In the future, when were not at the company, dont call me Mr.

Shaw, he said, his tone soft yet firm.

Kyson frowned, displeased with the formal title.

It felt like an unnecessary barrier between them, creating a distance he didnt want.

Dulcie smiled and nodded.

Got it, Kyson.

Careful not to dirty her dress, Dulcie lifted the hem and strolled.

High heels might be stunning, but the toll of beauty was steep.

Once in the restroom, she removed her shoes and winced at the sight of a blood blister on her ankle.

A light touch sent a sharp pain through her.

Hiss… Grimacing, she popped the blister and rummaged through her bag for a Band-Aid.

She was thankful for her habit of always carrying a few; they were a lifesaver today.

After treating her injury, Dulcie left the restroom. The Band-Aid dulled the pain to a bearable ache.

Kysons earlier gentleness played on her mind, and she returned to the main hall with a smile.

But her heart sank when she saw Kyson talking to Lucinda, a genuine smile lighting up his face-so different from his usual reserved demeanor with her.

It was a look of genuine fondness and joy.

Kysons eyes shimmered whenever he spoke to Lucinda.

Dulcies fleeting happiness dissipated instantly, replaced by a profound sense of loss.

The dance they had shared felt like a stolen moment, one destined to remain hidden, never to see the light of day.