Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 2583

Observing the bruise at the corner of Kyson’s mouth, Hilda wondered what odd stance had caused such an awkward landing.

Around the dinner table, everyone grasped the reality but chose to remain silent; they simply started eating.

Following the meal, Lucinda stayed behind to help Hilda with the dishes.

The men excused themselves, saying they needed to discuss urgent matters, and left with a dim kerosene lamp.

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Library

The silence on the rural path was suffocating.

The three men walked without a word until the house was out of sight.

At that point, Nathan, who was leading, stopped abruptly.

He turned around swiftly, his eyes cold and fierce as he glared at Kyson.

Kyson, hands in his pockets, maintained his usual relaxed demeanor.

Nathan’s irritation flared at the sight of him and he darkly called out, “Sonny.”

Sonny caught on immediately, lunging forward to seize Kyson by the collar, his fist clenched, poised to strike Kyson’s face.

Kyson shot Sonny a sideways glance and cautioned, “Don’t hit my face.

It’s too noticeable.”

Hesitating briefly, Sonny then redirected his punch, landing it hard on Kyson’s abdomen.

He delivered several more blows, each more forceful than the last.

Kyson stood passively, absorbing the punches without a sound, his expression tightening under the escalating pain.

It was only when a metallic taste invaded his mouth that he tilted his head and spat a mouthful of blood onto the earth.

Sonny paused, let go of Kyson’s collar, and shoved him away, clearly dissatisfied.

Kyson stumbled backward, his back pressing against a tree trunk as he braced himself with one hand.

A violent cough racked his body soon after.

The blood staining the corner of his mouth was a stark, bright red, making Kyson’s already pale face look even more stricken with agony.

Nathan, watching this pitiful scene, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of satisfaction.

“Claiming to be Lucinda’s husband? If she had given her approval, would you have bolted already?”

Kyson, bloodied yet defiant, managed a mocking smile as he wiped the blood from his lips.

“Oh, come on, Nathan.

I was just having a bit of fun with her.

Sure, she’s lost her memory, but her wits are as sharp as ever.”

Nathan’s frown deepened, and he gritted his teeth in anger.

“You’ve earned a harsh lesson.”

Sonny approached again, trapping Kyson against the tree, and began to pummel his stomach with ruthless blows.

Through the excruciating pain, Kyson’s coughs were harsh, but he kept his screams to himself, bearing the pain with stubborn resilience.