Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 1811

In Cyrus’ presence, Noelle lifted her innocent gaze and explained, “I don’t think the entertainment industry is where I belong.

I want to step away from showbiz and contemplate my future.

I want to carve out a new path for myself.

”

Cyrus let out a breath of relief.

As long as she didn’t call off their engagement, end their relationship, and walk away from him, he would give his all to assist her in achieving her desires.

“Alright, I agree.

You don’t have to fret.

I won’t pressure you into making a decision.

You’re an adult, and if acting doesn’t sit well with you at the moment, of course, you can explore a different career path.

”

His gentle eyes landed on her.

Extending his hand, he whispered, “I’ll handle the crew.

You seem worn out.

Let’s head back and rest, alright?”

Noelle gazed at his large hand, remaining motionless for an extended period.

At the same time, Cyrus waited patiently for her to reply.

She grappled with inner turmoil.

Despite his wealth and good looks, he remained a stranger to her.

She couldn’t fathom engaging in intimate contact with him.

Yet… He was her fiancé, and their relationship was public knowledge in the country.

Their engagement had even made headlines for three days.

Regardless of her initial discomfort, she needed to try to accept him.

She extended her hand and placed it on his palm.

Wearing a contented smile, Cyrus was overjoyed.

He grasped her hand and departed from the crew.

He walked ahead of her, and a sudden thought popped into his mind: Would she become upset if he decided to carry her at this moment?

He decided to give it a shot.

With this idea in mind, he stopped.

Since he was slightly ahead of Noelle, the instant he paused, she accidentally bumped her head into his back.

“Mr.

Simmons?” She touched her forehead, gazing up at him.

Whirling around, he leaned down and lifted her into his arms.

“You… What are you doing?”

“You don’t need to walk.

Let me carry you to the car.

”

His voice was so soothing that her heart raced uncontrollably, beating faster with each word he spoke.

“There are so many people watching us.

Please, let me down.

I can walk on my own…” Noelle pleaded.

Without letting go, Cyrus confidently and swiftly made his way to his car.

“Nobody will mind.

After all, you’re my fiancée.

You should get familiar with this.

You might even tell me what to do someday.

”

Noelle lowered her head and felt a blush creeping over her cheeks.