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.

brought the car to a stop, Rosalynn

hit the button of central

as she turned

the door,” she

fixed his

meet the Moreno family

gaze downward, sealing her

let out a soft sigh and extended

“Let’s make up, Rosalynn.”

marriage, regardless of her coldness, his love for her was unwavering. The thought

he was prepared to yield once more, clinging to