Now, the true root of their conflict was clear to Sally.
It all made sense.
Yet, Sally didnt take Dulcies concerns about the village girl seriously.
With a comforting hand on Dulcies shoulder, she reassured her.
Dont stress yourself out.
Not just anyone can marry into the Shaw family, and youre the only one I see as my sister-in-law.
Dulcie, my brother isnt one to stray.
Sure, he meets a variety of people, and many women vie for his attention, but you need to trust him more. Do you see what Im saying? She attempted to explain to Dulcie that, given Kysons prominent status, he would always attract numerous admirers, and it was natural for men to notice the beautiful people around them.
However, she reassured Dulcie that the position of Kysons legal wife would remain unchanged.
With enough exposure, the novelty of such attention would eventually fade.
People around the world may resemble each other, but they arent the one your heart cherishes.
My brother knows this.
All you need to do is be yourself.
Reflecting on these words, Dulcie finally allowed a smile to grace her face.
She then tucked Sally into bed and said, Okay, I get it.
The following day at the office, Dulcie seemed exceptionally lively, a change so noticeable that even Kurt was puzzled by it.
He wondered briefly if Kyson and Dulcie had patched things up.
Yet, he quickly dismissed the thought, reluctant to pry.
The internal phone broke the silence, and Dulcie answered it.
Mr.
Shaw, how may I assist you today? Bring me a cup of coffee, please.
After hanging up, Dulcie promptly prepared a coffee as requested and delivered it to his office. That day, her usual work attire was complemented by a light green knitted cardigan.
Noticing her outfit, Kysons expression subtly shifted.
Suddenly, the sound of the coffee cup clanging against the desk echoed in the room as it tipped over, drenching the documents nearby in coffee.
Dulcie, taken aback by his reaction, hurriedly grabbed some tissues and began dabbing at the coffee-soaked papers.
The contracts, freshly printed and crucial, absorbed the coffee quickly.
Intent on minimizing the damage, Dulcie reached for the documents to remove them from the room.
However, as she turned to leave, Kyson grabbed her wrist, his tone icy.
Who allowed you to wear that color? Startled, Dulcie turned to face him, her confusion mirrored in her eyes.
What did he mean?