My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Soon enough, they arrived at the destination. As the car stopped, Rosalynn thanked Brian again and proceeded to help Maggie get out of the car.

Watching Rosalyn, Brian tapped the steering wheel with his slender fingers. But when he saw that she was having much difficulty, he eventually turned off the engine and got out to give a hand.

When Rosalynn turned her head, she was quite surprised to see Brian there helping her.

It had gotten late, and the warm rays of the street lights illuminated his handsome face.

Surprisingly, Brian seemed to be very willing to help her.

“Thank you,” Rosalynn said sincerely as she punched the elevator button.

the elevator doors opened. Brian helped Maggie

you think of anything else to say besides thank

froze for a while and uttered in a low voice, “I appreciate it.

could just blink

the elevator went up and eventually

assisted

fine from here,” Rosalynn

implied that he could go back

narrowed slightly, and a trace of displeasure

initiative to help others. If it was someone else who received his

soon as she got the chance, she drove him away. Didn’t she take him seriously? Or was