With that, she pulled Dulcie away.


    At night, Sally tidied up her already neat room while waiting for Dulcie to arrive.


    Knock, knock, knock.


    Hearing the knock, Sally hurriedly opened the door.


    She warmly weed Dulcie, hugging her.


    Dulcie, you are here.


    Sallys room overlooked the garden and was decorated in a cute, cozy style. Come to bed.


    The sheets are custom-made.


    You wont find such on the market.


    Dulcie looked at the bed, her gaze lingering on the soft, pale yellow sheets.


    She nodded, took off her slippers, and got into bed.


    The sheets felt like baby skin.


    They were so soft and warm that they quickly dispelled any coldness in Dulcies heart.


    Dulcie switched off the bedsidemp, yet sleep eluded her. A pressing urge to speak her mind washed over her.


    The night, ever soforting, seemed the perfect time to unload her burdens without fear of judgment.


    Sally, something happened… A while back, Kyson was severely hurt in Medican and disappeared for some time.


    What? Disappeared? What happened? Sally gasped, taken aback by the news.


    If word had got out that Kyson was unounted for, it couldve spelt disaster, especially with the Shaw familys adversaries Lurking.


    Sally bolted upright, flicked on themp, and urged Dulcie to go on.


    He went to Medican in a hurry for some urgent business, dealing with the matters of the new venture there. I nned to surprise him, but then he got into trouble.


    Later, a girl saved him… Dulcie paused, her voice quivering as she went on, She resembled Lucinda.


    The thought of this girl unsettled Dulcie deeply.


    Lately, the same dream haunted her nights.


    In it, the girl from the fishing vige appeared at Kysons side, leading him to divorce her and choose that girl instead.


    Dulcie understood that as the leader of the Shaw family, Kyson could marry whomever he desired.


    And since she wasnt his choice, she was easily receable.