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.

swiftly, Rosalynn dried her hands and offered tissues to

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

the accident with her own eyes held back, not wishing to resurrect

maternity test could wait

Gail remarked while continuing her baking, “Rosa, you and Brian appear to

she contemplated the truth of their

affection truly exist between

never have procured a fake divorce document

there trouble between you two? If you’re

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

a solemn nod, admitting, “Indeed. There was a dispute with him