Was she not supposed to wear this color? As Dulcie remained silent, Kysons temper nearly reached its breaking point.
He seized her by the throat and demanded harshly, Who gave you permission to wear this color? Lucinda was fond of green outfits.
She always dressed in green whenever she saw Kyson as a kid.
Throughout their youthful years together, she had often greeted him clad in various shades of it.
Over the years, this hue had come to signify their shared past, and as a result, an unspoken rule had emerged at Shaw Group.
No female employee was to wear green.
Rumors swirled among the staff that this policy stemmed from a past heartbreak that had left the CEO scorned and humiliated. Without questioning it, they adhered to the rule.
Dulcie, who had only recently joined the company, was unaware of this peculiar mandate.
Kysons grip tightened painfully around her neck.
Gasping for air, Dulcie struggled, her hands flailing at his in a desperate attempt to break free.
But in that moment, Kyson resembled a furious lion, his eyes burning with fury.
The pressure on her windpipe was overwhelming.
Dulcie felt the shadow of death loom over her.
Noticing her reddened face, Kyson suddenly released her, his hands trembling wildly.
It took him several moments to compose himself.
Calmly, he warned, Never wear this color again.
Coughing violently, Dulcie inhaled deeply, the fresh air feeling Like a balm to her bruised throat.
The ordeal left her gasping, the lingering fear of suffocation palpable.
A circle of bruises darkened her delicate neck, and her eyes reddened slightly. She had spent so much effort trying to understand him, influenced by Sallys advice.
However, she now recognized her mistake.
Kyson was as cold as ice, impervious to her warmth.
Tears staining her eyes, she confronted him.
Why cant I wear this color? Why should I listen to you? Why do you keep picking on me? Ive been patient with you for too long! If it werent for her feelings for him, why would she endure such suffering? Now, even her choice of clothing was under his control.
Patient, huh? he huffed.
Is there anything about you that isnt a mistake? Do I really need to spell it out? His frosty tone deepened Dulcies already heavy heart.