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

Hearing Sonny’s words, Nathan glanced again at the bread that Sonny had brought.

Just moments ago, Lucinda was seething with anger, and yet she had let Sonny bring him breakfast?

“How did she react?” Nathan asked.

Sonny pondered for a moment before replying, “Lucinda didn’t really show any reaction.

They hadn’t even started eating when I packed up the bread for you.

Nathan, go ahead and eat; you need to keep your strength up to bring your wife back home.”novelbin

Nathan accepted the bread.

Now wasn’t the time to hold a grudge against Lucinda.

While Nathan ate, Sonny wandered over to a nearby stream, his fingers tracing patterns in the clear water as he inhaled the crisp forest air.

“Nathan, what’s your plan now? When are you going to bring her back?”

Sonny called out.

Seated rigidly, Nathan’s gaze was lowered in deep thought, and he didn’t answer right away.

His mind was on the note Cory had handed him.

Cory’s tip led him to investigate Kyson’s whereabouts.

Clearly, Cory knew Lucinda’s location and had intentionally drawn him here.

Cory was likely to act within the next few days.

“Deploy ten helicopters and a unit of special forces, fully armed.

Tell Lonnie to station them in the mountains nearby to encircle this area, and also keep an eye out for anyone else lurking around.

If someone tries to approach the mountain stealthily, let them; don’t alert them.

Moreover, when necessary, ensure Lucinda’s safety is the top priority.”

Sonny nodded in understanding.

“Understood.”

With the arrangements in place, Nathan planned his return to the small house.

Remembering Lucinda’s aversion to the smell of smoke, he turned to Sonny and asked, “Do I still smell like smoke?”

Sonny leaned in close, sniffing the collar of Nathan’s shirt intently.

“I’m not the best judge of smoke, but I think it’s cleared.”

Nathan’s brow furrowed in clear annoyance.

Since Sonny was uncertain, why did he get so close? With a sharp slap to Sonny’s head and a firm shove, Nathan made his irritation known.

“Fuck off! Stay away from me!” he snapped.

Wincing, Sonny massaged his forehead.

“Maybe I should get Lonnie to bring over some extra clothes? We don’t know how long we’ll be here, and we might need a few changes.”

Nodding, Nathan saw the sense in the suggestion and settled back onto the rock, contemplating a later return to the house.