My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Lyndon, wake up!”

Finally, Lyndon started to stir. His eyes fluttered open slowly, his brows furrowing when his gaze fell on Rosalynn.

“Rosa, are you okay?” he asked weakly.

“I’m fine. You should be worrying about yourself. You’re injured.

Hold on. I’ll take you to the hospital.”

As she took Lyndon’s pulse, she kept dialing to call for an ambulance.

Lyndon’s eyes stayed open for another brief moment before closing once more, his body sinking back into unconsciousness.

already aware that her scheme had unraveled. She couldn’t contain her frustration and immediately let loose a stream of curses.

you chosen? Why do they seem less

me he’d seize the opportunity once it

threw a wrench in

Lyndon’s hurt and the cops will

I’ve taken steps

inquired,

hefty sum post-mission, and a secure job for his soon-to-

He won’t cross me.”

by this, Selina

the call, Selina gripped her phone,