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

Chapter 1810

My heart belongs to you alone.

”

With a satisfied grin, Nathan encircled her waist with his arms and playfully tossed her onto the bed.

“We’re on our honeymoon.

How could you utter such painful words earlier? You deserve to be punished.

”

Lucinda ki*sed his chin and remarked, “It’s my mistake.

How would you like to penalize me?”

He gave her waist a playful squeeze and, in a husky voice, declared, “You know exactly what I desire.

I want you!”

While he talked, he leaned in and ki*sed her with a powerful display of ownership.

The sun had vanished entirely, leaving the city cloaked in darkness.

The presidential suite remained shrouded in darkness.

The romantic atmosphere remained concealed within the soft obscurity.

Lucinda didn’t resist, assuming he’d be content after their initial intimacy.

Little did she know, this was just the starting point.

The night stretched on, but it was truly delightful.

Due to the time zone difference, it was daytime in Cadiered.

Cyrus, concerned about Noelle, arrived to oversee the filming of her first soap opera following her recovery.

The role didn’t demand stellar performances from the actors and actresses, but Noelle’s acting still fell below the director’s minimum expectations.

caused her to forget how to

was like a

and instead patiently took on the

tightly that her dress bore the brunt of her clenched fists, and self-disappointment clouded

on her face, Cyrus halted the shoot and had her sit before

delicately dabbed the sweat from her

“Thank you, Mr.

Simmons.

I can manage.

”

maintained a polite and reserved demeanor around

he offered

at it for

it feel? Do you think you’ve

doubt evident as she shook

I… Did I win an

your golden award sits in

eyes on

”

emotions played across

so many scenes shot, my acting skills should have improved, but I… I can’t get into the

”

hours had passed, but none of her

though visibly frustrated, refrained from scolding her in the presence of

was swamped with guilt, unsure of her

saying, “I haven’t deceived

a lot of effort to

can’t

It’s just an illness.

get better, you’ll

everything.

”

clouded her

“Will I recover?”

aback, Cyrus hesitated, and then

had previously mentioned that her nerves had suffered permanent damage, and a full recovery would