My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

His train of thought was broken by the ringing of his phone. He leaned over and fished it from under the driver’s seat

“Brian! Did something happen? Why did you hang up all of a sudden?”

“Nothing. | happened to run into a little, wild cat just now.” Brian’s upper lip curled.

“Oh. | see. All right, are you arriving soon? The gamble on stones is about to start.”

“Il be there in a minute.”

Meanwhile, Rosalynn was feeling giddy after her encounter with her dreaded ex-husband. It was freeing to finally let out all of her pent-up frustrations in the last two years.

on top of the flowers she had originally come for. It was a lot more than she was expecting, so she had them delivered to

a nearby shopping

enjoyed her time decorating her new home, so much so that she hummed an upbeat

provided a fresh perspective, and she felt as though she

Soon, dusk fell.

on a massive, leather sofa and skimmed through the

and attractive man stood in front of him, looking

Hughes, | lost in the gamble. | hope that you

lips as he stared at one of the documents. He was

really Rose,

man nodded, his brows furrowed slightly. “Yes, of course. Rose prefers to keep a low profile. | hope that you will respect her