“I agree,” he interrupted, the cigarette between his fingers.


    “What?” Dulcie was confused.


    Kyson patiently reiterated, “I said I would choose you, not as a boyfriend, but to marry you.


    ”


    Dulcie thought she must have misheard him.


    Getting married?


    Although they had known each other for several years, the time they had spent together wasn’t as long as today’s date.


    Was this a sh marriage?


    Dulcie felt like she was dreaming, a dream about the prince charming she had adored for many years.


    Observing her reaction, Kyson leaned forward slightly and slid a document across the coffee table toward her.


    “I’m not in a rush.


    You can take your time to decide whether you want to marry me or not.


    Read this first.


    ”


    Dulcie stared nkly at the document on the coffee table before slowly picking it up.


    The top page bore the title “Marriage Agreement”.


    Given the Shaw family’s wealth and status, Dulcie understood the necessity of a prenuptial agreement.


    With this in mind, she flipped through the pages.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org.


    However, she was taken aback by the unexpected terms.


    The agreement stipted a one-year duration.


    It outlined a private, undisclosed marriage where she was required to disy intimacy with Kyson when needed while maintaining no interference in their private lives.


    Uponpletion of the year, she would receive a substantial divorce settlement.


    The section forpensation remained nk, seemingly left for her to decide.


    As she stared at the hefty document, irony pierced her.


    No wonder Kyson had been distant tonight.


    He had nned to exploit her from the outset.


    A contract marriage for a year.


    She had always believed such scenarios only existed on TV, but now it was her reality.


    Yet, why… Why didn’t she feel any happiness about it?


    Kyson took a drag from his cigarette and spoke calmly.