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

you chosen? Why do they seem

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

threw a wrench

What’s our next step? Lyndon’s hurt and the

steps

Selina inquired,

sum post-mission, and a secure job

He won’t cross me.”

Selina

the call, Selina gripped her phone,