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

The kitchen staff had entered, glancing at the mess of cream splattered across the counter and floor.

Mrs.

Shaw, would you Like us to clean this up? one of them asked, snapping Dulcie out of her thoughts.

No, Ill handle it, she replied.

When the desserts were finally ready, Dulcie stepped out of the kitchen to find Kyson waiting for her, seated on the living room sofa.

Im done.

We can go now.

Kyson stood up slowly, taking the bag of treats from her hands without a word. On the drive to N&L Fairy Land, Kyson surprised her by striking up a conversation.

He spoke about random, amusing things and Dulcie found herself responding, the tension between them easing slightly, their exchanges less strained.

When they arrived at the N&L Fairy Land, they caught sight of Destinee and Colby playing in the snow.

Destinee! Colby! Your godmothers here, and she brought treats! the nanny called out.

The two children immediately abandoned their snowman, racing toward Dulcie with excited shouts.

Dulcie, Kyson! Destinee squealed, clinging to Dulcies legs.

Mommy and Daddy are at work today, so its just us! Dulcie knelt to Destinees level, her smile warm.

Then well stay with you today.noveldrama

Okay? Yay! the little girl exclaimed, dragging Dulcie toward the yard.

It looks more like Destinee, he muttered.

Destinee shot back, No, it definitely resembles Colby! Amused by their bickering, Dulcie held both their hands and teased, Well, if no one can decide, why dont we say it looks like your godfather? She glanced at Kyson with a hint of playfulness.

After a lively play session with the two children, Dulcie led them into the house.

As they entered, the nanny, Zenia, glanced up, her face brightening at the sight of the group.

Mr.

and Mrs.

Payne will be back later.

Enjoy yourselves, please! Dont worry about us, Dulcie assured, her smile radiating confidence. Kyson, eager to bring joy to the moment, opened the box of desserts and laid them out, watching with delight as the children dove into the treats.

Colbys mouth became a canvas of cake crumbs, smeared with remnants of his indulgence.

Kyson instinctively reached for a tissue, ready to wipe his face clean.

But hesitance gripped him; the last thing he wanted was to upset the little boy.

Instead, he stood by, ready to assist whenever needed, a silent guardian of Colbys happiness.

Dulcie, observing the cautious expression on Kysons face, shook her head.

Colby broke the silence, his tone icy.

Kyson, give me a tissue.