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.

and immediately let loose a stream of curses.

who have you chosen? Why do

seize the opportunity once it arose. He hadn’t anticipated

reckless driving threw a wrench in our

incompetence, pressed, “All they offer are excuses. What’s our next step? Lyndon’s hurt and the cops will be on our tail. If they trace it back to your hire, will he

steps to ensure

inquired,

a secure job for his soon-to- graduate daughter. He’s got

He won’t cross me.”

by this, Selina simply responded,

the call, Selina gripped her