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.

a stop, Rosalynn readied herself to

hit the button of central

as she turned to

the door,” she

fixed his eyes on

the

her gaze downward, sealing her

sigh and extended his

“Let’s make up, Rosalynn.”

of her coldness, his love for her was unwavering.

to yield once more, clinging to the hope of warming