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

Instinctively, she stepped back, only to have her head grazed by a shopping bag.

Kyson spoke casually and deliberately.

“It’s a new outfit for you Have breakfast first, and then change.

We’ll head to the courthouse.

”

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Dulcie nodded compliantly and peered into the shopping bag.

Inside was a pure white dress, a pair of average-sized panties, and…

A bra!

Blushing furiously, she instinctively covered her chest and stammered, “Mr.

Shaw, how… How did you know my size?”

Kyson sat across from Dulcie, calmly observing her embarrassment, his demeanor poised and his heartbeat steady, like an experienced participant in the intricate dance of romance.

“Just an intuition; I can tell that shop assistant has almost the same measurements as you.

”

What? Dulcie was shocked.

How could he, as a man, muster the audacity to inquire about the shop assistant’s size? Was he not embarrassed at all?

“Thank you, Mr.

Shaw,” she said.

Kyson glanced at his wristwatch.

“We must depart before ten, hasten.

”

“Understood!”

Dulcie swiftly gathered the shopping bag and entered the adjacent, diminutive fitting room.

Upon donning the new attire, she released a sigh of relief.

Kyson had indeed made an assumption.

He had purchased the incorrect size; the bra was a bit small for her.

It felt too tight.

She resolved to endure it for now.

Once they got registered at the court, she planned to return to the apartment to pack her belongings.

“Are you finished?” Kyson’s voice called from the bedroom.

“Almost done.

”

She wasted no time, swiftly changing her attire and emerging from the dressing area.

The snow-white gown draped around her, imparting an air of elegance and etherealness.

Her unadorned features possessed a natural allure, while her cascading hair lent her an angelic aura.

Kyson’s gaze lingered on her form for a considerable duration.