My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

As Selina watched the interaction between the two, she grew anxious again.

Just like that, Rosalynn and Gail were so much closer.

ALL because of dessert?

Was this the affinity with blood relationships?

Uneasiness crept through her.

After two mouthfuls of mousse cake, Rosalynn felt a slight discomfort in her stomach.

“Excuse me for a moment. I need to go to the restroom.”

“Do you want me to go with you?” Lyndon asked, already standing up.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll go by myself.” Rosalynn politely declined.

Lyndon hesitated for a moment, then pointed out the direction of the restroom.

Rosalynn stood up and

a corner, a few people

leading the small group looked to be in his fifties. His

darkened at

“It’s you!”

barely paid him attention. She blinked her eyes at the gloomy-looking man. His gaze on her was murderous, as if he was

tried to recall who

name that surfaced filled her with cold indifference. The man

past, Brylee had been hostile to her because

been

gotten disfigured, and

got what was coming. Karma

as if she were the villain. Was he blaming her for what had

she cared. She gave him the barest of nods, then kept

watched her movements with cold

to his assistant, he said, “Is S.W. Studio

confirmed after flipping through some

in

He really

Rosalynn brushed off the encounter, paying it