My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

No level of influence could help.

The mastermind of their woes was his own mother.

Even if they overcame this hurdle, what would stop it from happening again?

Their fates seemed sealed apart.

The dream had been long. It was time to awaken.

“Please, don’t cry! I’m going to call Sanford. I’ll explain everything!”

Bart was pained and filled with regret seeing Maggie’s weeping visage.

phone,

Angela’s Library

haste, Maggie grasped

vanity got the best of me. I just wanted a glimpse into the life of dating a rich man. You know, being the wife of a wealthy man is quite challenging. If I do marry him, I can’t predict how my future mother -in-law would treat me. It seems like it would be a very demanding existence.

feigning indifference, yet Bart saw the true anguish in

speaking her heart’s

Sanford must have run deep, yet she found herself

besieged by a sense of remorse, struck his own face

the blame is mine alone. I’m going to

“Bart, I’m exhausted. If you truly care for me, follow my words.

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midnight, Cinderella removed her glass slipper, embracing her authentic existence once

sun cast a glittering reflection on the water, mirroring the elegant dance of the trees’ shadows. It was a sight of sheer