My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“No. It’s just that you are my superior. You know how fast rumors can spread, especially in workplaces. I’m afraid that if | get too close to you, it will just cause trouble for the both of us.”

Staring at her for a couple of seconds, Brian sneered and shook his head lightly. “Should | call you considerate?”

“| just want to make money without unnecessary troubles.”

Her answer was simple and reasonable.

Looking at her beautiful face, Brian felt a little uneasy.

It was as if he couldn’t clearly see through her.

the more he realized how mysterious she was, the

how hungry | am already. Go cook something for me,” Brian said in a firm

speechless. The audacity of this guy

he could eat the biscuits she gave him for now. Then, he could proceed and have

to cook for him in the

time tonight, she decided to do what she

didn’t go grocery shopping today. How about spaghetti?

“Yeah. That will do.”

long silky hair as she went into

and seemed to be very

help but let out a faint smile, feeling inexplicable warmth in his