My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Selina.”

Kyson gripped an umbrella tightly, hastening his steps to shield her from the downpour.

Selina’s complexion was ashen, her Lips devoid of color.

She lifted her gaze to Kyson, a faint shimmer of hope dancing in her eyes.

“Kyson, have your parents softened at all?”

The hope flickering in her eyes forced Kyson to avert his gaze.

“Dad wants you to Leave our home.”

hit Selina like a physical blow, draining

Mrs. Moreno hold

returned, did they view her as nothing more than a stand-in they wished

her childhood, she had bent

have

cut

N G E L A ‘s L

came in harsh, rapid

be cast out from the Moreno household signified a

be cherished within

privileges she’d once

thrust back