Chapter 2382

He endured the itch for three long minutes.

Finally, Dulcie ended her phone call cheerfully and returned to the bedroom.

Seeing Kyson’s grumpy expression, she asked in confusion, “What’s the matter, Mr.

Shaw? Are you having a cramp? Should I call the doctor?”

Kyson clenched his teeth and said in a low voice, “No.

Come here.

Massage.

Scratch!”

Dulcie immediately set aside her phone and heeded Kyson’s instructions, diligently scratching and massaging him.

Kyson felt a wave of relief wash over him.

“Who was that on the phone?” he inquired.

“An HR from a real estate company,” she replied.

“He interviewed me over the phone, thought I was outgoing and nice, and asked if I could come by tomorrow for an in-person meeting.

Kyson’s face darkened, and a frown etched deeper lines across his features.

His voice took on a stern tone as he said, “I told you I’d pay you a monthly allowance.

Why are you still job hunting?”

two aren’t

Her mind was clear, and

back on your feet, you’ll return to work, meaning you’ll

be needed to look after you as your maid, so

went on, “When you announce to everyone in the villa that I’m your wife, they’re Likely to

see me as just

would help me earn

our marriage agreement didn’t prohibit me

to realize my own value, not just

Don’t you agree, Mr.

Shaw?”

left without

knack for business, given how eloquently she justified

counter his single sentence

you want to work,

sales rep is

Cancel tomorrow’s interview.

brooked no argument; he was laying down the

Dulcie was puzzled.

“Why?”

a sales rep, you’ll have

you get drunk, it

with your drink? Money

it’ll be too

me crying if that

cry,” Dulcie muttered under

concerns were valid and that she needed to be

mull it over, Kyson firmly stated, “It’s

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