My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter: 221

It wasn’t until the car reached the Technology Center and Rosalynn prepared to disembark that Brian uttered, “Don’t move.”

Rosalyn froze. The next things she knew, Brian was holding a tube of ointment with one hand and pinching her chin with the other.

He drew closer, while Rosalynn could only stare blankly at his handsome face.

So, he had bought that ointment for her just now.

“lcan do it myself.”

Rosalynn leaned back and tried to get out of his grasp.

meet her eyes. He didn’t seem the slightest bit inclined

said, sounding

in the most innocent way she

wouldn’t try to wriggle away, Brian finally let go of her chin. He squeezed a bit of the ointment onto a cotton swab and gently

of those men by yourself?

mockery in his

immediately bristled

him, but the sudden sting on her wound made her

a point of pulling back a little. “Oh, did that hurt? Since it hurts, you should know better than to act so recklessly in

tone remained sarcastic, his movements slowed and became even

eyes to hide the brief flash