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

The box contained a bottle of JG perfume for men.

JG was renowned as a luxury brand, commanding prices several times higher than those of ordinary perfumes on the market.

As Kyson held the bottle, a realization dawned upon him.

“So, you took the risk of going to Fire Bar last night to earn tips just to buy me a gift for our date?”

“Yes,” Dulcie nodded with a shy smile.

“In truth, it’s unnecessary.

I’m not concerned about the value of the gift.

Don’t feel obligated to purchase gifts for me.

Even if the box held nothing but a feather, I’d cherish it.

Furthermore, it’s a man’s responsibility to present gifts to a woman.

”

His tone was gentle, and his smile exuded undeniable charm.

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Dulcie found herself captivated by it, umable to resist its allure.

She deemed it worthwhile to pursue a relationship with a man as kind as Kyson, even if it meant facing immediate peril.

“Let’s go.

Get in the car.

I’ll take you for breakfast,” Kyson said, holding her hand like a true gentleman as he opened the door for her.

Throughout the entire day, Kyson displayed thoughtfulness like a gentleman.

It made Dulcie feel as though she were in a dream.

In the morning, they went shopping, with Kyson purchasing clothing and several pairs of high-heeled shoes for her.

In the afternoon, they attended a screening of the most popular movie at the cinema.

In the evening, Kyson escorted her to a high-class restaurant boasting a serene atmosphere for a candlelit dinner.

In high spirits, Dulcie indulged in a few too many glasses of wine, ultimately collapsing onto the table.

Kyson sidestepped the lengthy table and gently pinched her cheek.

“Wake up.

Are you truly drunk?”

Dulcie’s cheeks flushed crimson, and in her intoxicated state, she instinctively clasped his frigid hand as he touched her cheek.

Her fingers intertwined with his.

“I like you, Kyson.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

I really Like you a lot.

Ever since I first saw you at Tuborg, I… like you… I’m willing to do anything for you, as long as you… choose me.

.

”

Her words were slurred, her drunken state turning her into a rambling mess.

But Kyson comprehended her sentiments.

Without betraying any emotion on his face, his handsome visage remained as impassive as ice.

He stooped down, lifting Dulcie in his arms, and escorted her out of the restaurant.

However, instead of driving her back to her apartment, he opted to take her directly to the Shaw family’s residence.