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.

She couldn’t contain her frustration and immediately let loose a stream of curses. The intended target, Rosalynn, remained unharmed. Instead, it was Lyndon who had

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Selina inquired,

cancer. I’ve promised a hefty sum post-mission, and a secure job for his soon-to- graduate daughter. He’s got

He won’t cross me.”

Selina simply responded,

the call, Selina gripped her