My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

To Kyson, Selina was as good as a sister, a bond he valued deeply.

His upbringing in a nurturing environment had left him optimistic and cheerful.

This disposition was indeed a virtue, but it also meant he had rarely faced hardship, rendering him naive and easily swayed. It was a fact Selina had deliberately exploited.

Her words were calculated.

Boys at Kyson’s age were often driven by passion and impulse, and they possessed a strong sense of justice.

As he saw Selina as his sister, he would undoubtedly take a stand for her if he believed she had been wronged.

Brian and Rosalynn reached the Moreno family’s villa in silence.

Brian brought the car to a stop,

hit the button of

as

door,”

fixed his

you really want to meet the Moreno family with such

her gaze downward, sealing her

let out a soft sigh and

“Let’s make up, Rosalynn.”

his love for her was unwavering. The thought of

yield once more, clinging to the hope of warming her