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.

looked around the flower market, and ended up buying several potted plants on top of the flowers she had originally come for. It was a lot more than she was

headed to a nearby

her new home, so much so that she hummed an upbeat melody the

look provided a fresh perspective, and she felt as though she had been reborn into a

Soon, dusk fell.

on a massive, leather sofa

in front of him,

| hope that you will take care of

he stared at one of the documents. He was holding

really Rose, the world-renowned

of course. Rose prefers to keep a low profile. | hope that you will respect her privacy and treat her well