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 what Little color remained from her

Mrs. Moreno hold

returned, did they view her as nothing more

had bent

have truly

coldness cut

G E L A ‘s L

breaths came in harsh,

be cast out from the Moreno household signified a

longer be cherished within

privileges she’d once

back into the life of an ordinary