My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter: 921

Hearing his request, Maggie quickly turned around to Rosalynn. “Do we have any cold medicine left?”

Curiously wondering about the early morning visitor, Rosalynn recognized Sanford’s voice. She rose from her seat and walked to the door.

“You caught a cold? I rarely catch a cold, and even when I do, I usually avoid medication. I’m afraid we don’t have any.”

Rosalynn studied Sanford. Had he genuinely caught a cold?

Or had he cleverly utilized the guise of illness to seek out Maggie?

I’ll just head to the

curved upwards slightly as he shifted his

now dull from illness, edged

as vulnerable as a fluffy, white Samoyed, melting

sudden urge

cold medicine might not be the best solution. Have you considered ginger soup? It’s a natural remedy and

inwardly, seeing this as a potential opportunity for matchmaking after the

I’ve never made it before.

moved from Maggie to

casually. “Oh, it’s simple. You only need to

much

“Well.”