My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Rosalynn could only stare at him.

He had just made her a public enemy in the workplace.

Was he doing this on purpose?

Rosalynn took a deep breath and gritted her teeth. She gathered her things and walked to Brian’s office under envious gazes.

“Have a seat.”

Brian unbuttoned his suit jacket and plopped on the sofa as he looked at Rosalynn.

a smooth forehead, big eyes, a pert nose, and lush lips.

the renowned designer, Rose, would turn out

at the memory of yesterday’s

woman gave him

Rosalynn?

that his wife was also named Rosalynn.

image of a quiet girl wearing black-rimmed glasses over her

for you, Mr. Hughes?” Rosalynn queried, barely resisting the instinct to fidget under his intense

was such

had been married to this man, yet she had never

divorce, he suddenly seemed to be in every corner she