My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter: 445

Rosalynn’s brow furrowed as her heart pounded against her ribcage.

Another attempt to push him away proved futile.

Was he mistaking her for a pillow?

With a resigned sigh, Rosalynn Lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

His breath tickled her ear.

She turned her head slightly, taking in his handsome, albeit placid, face.

tempted to stroke his

was halted by his firm

trying to

wake up!” she

He didn’t awaken.

if you don’t wake

Still, no response.

drink? Why are you so uncooperative when you’re drunk? Why won’t you Let me go?” Rosalynn berated, her words

the point of arguing with an

the alcohol-Laden atmosphere,

gracing his lips as he looked at the peaceful form of

supposed to