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.

a smile, Rosalynn stood up and

corner, a few

man leading the small group looked to be in his fifties. His hair was well-combed, and

darkened at the sight of

“It’s you!”

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

she tried to recall who this man

name that surfaced filled her with cold indifference. The man

been hostile

it hadn’t been for Barlow, she didn’t

end, Brylee’s face had gotten disfigured, and she

coming. Karma was quick to

the audacity to look at Rosalynn as if she were the villain. Was he

him the barest of nods, then

movements with cold

S.W.

Morgan,” the assistant confirmed after flipping

in Ballard’s

much harm. He really wanted to kill her right at

off the encounter, paying it little