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.

Rosalynn dried her hands and

Gail managed a weak smile and

curiosity about whether Gail had witnessed the accident with her own eyes held back, not wishing

maternity test could wait until

while continuing her baking, “Rosa, you and

she contemplated

affection truly exist between

never have procured

probed gently, “Is there trouble between you two? If

confidence like that of a maternal figure, coaxing one to

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