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

Watching the childish display as he stormed off, Lucinda sighed and a smile tugged at her lips.

Two days later, winter had arrived, painting the sky with gloomy clouds and a thick fog.

It didn’t take long for rain to pour down.

The biting cold wind and the drizzles made the temperature fall greatly.

Walking along the road, anyone would shudder from the cold.

The heavily fortified prison gate slowly swung open with a dull creak.

Kyson was now wearing a simple white shirt.

He clutched a black bag which was containing the clothes he was wearing when he got arrested.

As he walked with a sluggish pace, the prison guard pushed him through the iron gate and offered a parting remark, “Make the most of this bail opportunity.

Start afresh and stay away from any illegal activities!”

Kyson stumbled a couple of steps and lifted his gaze to the cloudy sky, letting the cold rain fall on his face.

A smile gradually formed on his haggard face.

A new life?

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Yes, this would mark the beginning of a fresh chapter for him.

A black minibus, parked at the end of the street, suddenly drove over and pulled up in front of him.

Without a word, Leon and Conor emerged from the car, swiftly covered his mouth and forcibly pushed him into the back seat.

Kyson fell heavily onto the seat and groaned in pain.

As he raised his head, he caught a glimpse of a pair of fine high- heeled shoes.

His heart leaped with joy.

He sat up and saw Lucinda seated next to him, a small table separating them.

She had a soft and adorable face.

But in that moment, her eyes held nothing but coldness and unending disgust.

He rested his hands on his knees as he settled into the seat.

“It’s been over half a month since we last saw.

You’re still as beautiful as ever, captivating my heart.

”

Lucinda endured the wave of nausea and got straight to the point.

“Where’s the medicine?”

“What medicine?” he replied, causing her brows to furrow in anger.

She brought out her pistol, loaded it, and pressed it against his forehead.