My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Gail shook her head, dismissing the concern.

“I’m alright. The years have rolled by. Tears and anguish are behind me. My heart goes out to the poor child, though. I regret not protecting her well and letting her meet such a tragic end.”

Rosalynn paused, caught by the last statement. The baby met a tragic end? Was she dead?

Rosalynn said with a tinge of disbelief, “Brian’s grandma told me you’ve suffered the loss of a child. How could such a tragedy occur?”

As Gail exhaled deeply, a somber tone enveloped her voice.

“During the celebration of my baby’s first month, my sister, who struggles with bouts of mental instability, accidentally took the baby. Tragically, she stepped into traffic, and a passing car struck her, leading to my baby’s death.”

As she recounted the painful memory, Gail’s eyes brimmed with tears.

dried her hands and offered tissues

her composure, Gail managed a weak smile and murmured her thanks, followed by an

accident with her own eyes held back,

could wait

the conversation, Gail remarked while continuing her baking,

paused, her actions ceasing as she contemplated the truth

truly exist between

have

there trouble between you two? If you’re comfortable, I’m here to

gaze was nurturing, inviting confidence like that of a maternal figure, coaxing

admitting, “Indeed. There was a