Kyson went to the study to work and eventually slept there for the night.


    Dulcie spent the entire night huddled up on the sofa.


    The following morning, after washing her face and brushing her teeth, Dulcie walked out of the bedroom and came face to face with Kyson, who wasing down from the study upstairs.


    She halted stiffly and greeted him in a low voice tinged with fear, “Good morning, Mr.


    Shaw.


    ”


    With an icy demeanor, Kyson descended the stairs, moving toward her step by step.


    He reached out and touched her neck with slender fingers.


    The bruise from where he had gripped her neck the previous night had not fadedpletely, leaving a faint red mark.


    “Why didn’t you apply some ointment before going to bedst night? Are you nning to have breakfast downstairs like this, where both Sally and Ryder can see your bruise?”


    His tone was icy, causing Dulcie to freeze momentarily.


    She instinctively covered her neck with her hands and stammered, “I’m sorry.


    I forgot.


    I… I’ll wear a silk scarf to work today.


    ”


    The medical kit wasn’t in their bedroom but in the cupboard in the living room.


    If she had gone downstairs to retrieve the medical kitst night, she might have been caught by a servant, and the marks on her neck would have been exposed.


    But Dulcie chose not to exin.


    She understood that even if she did, Kyson wouldn’t believe her and would likely continue to me her.


    It seemed easier to apologize and hope to appease him.


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    Just as she turned to return to the bedroom, Kyson caught hold of her arm, bending down slightly to whisper in her ear.


    “Except in private, don’t call me Mr.


    Shaw in the Shaw family home.


    Call me darling.


    ”


    He was not her real husband.


    Ufortable with the suggestion, Dulcie was unable to call him that but reluctantly agreed, “I understand.


    ”


    Kyson refused to let go of her arm.


    He raised his eyebrows and said yfully, “Go ahead, call me now.


    ”


    Startled, Dulcie looked up at him, feeling bewildered.


    He was so moody.


    One second, he was cold and critical, ming her for being careless and risking the bruise on her neck being exposed.


    The next second, he was smiling at her, asking to be called darling immediately.


    Dulcie’s heart pounded with fear and she refused, “You… You have to give me a moment.


    I can’t just call you what you want right now.


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    Kyson’s grip on her arm tightened and reminded her word by word, “You must call me as I say now.


    ”


    She was rendered speechless.


    Dulcie had no choice.


    A passing servant caught sight of them in the corridor, their heads close together, and hurried away, blushing with embarrassment.


    She assumed the young couple was flirting with each other early in the morning.


    Dulcie felt her ears burn with embarrassment.


    Biting her lip, she gathered her courage and managed to say, “D-darling.


    .


    ”


    She attempted to pull her arm away, but Kyson still wouldn’t let her go.