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.”

Selina like a physical blow, draining what Little

and Mrs. Moreno hold no affection

did they view her as nothing more than

had bent over backward to please

have

cut

L A ‘s

breaths came in harsh,

out from the Moreno household signified a complete severance

no longer be

privileges she’d once enjoyed

about to be thrust back into the