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.”

a physical blow, draining what Little color remained from

and Mrs. Moreno hold no affection for her

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

her childhood, she had bent over backward

have

cut

E L A ‘s

in harsh, rapid

be cast out from the Moreno household signified a complete severance of

no longer be cherished within the

once enjoyed

be thrust back into the life of an ordinary