My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter: 521

Sanford extricated himself from the woman’s grip on his clothes and proceeded to straighten his attire.

With a coy blink, Yana pulled down her collar, exposing more of herself. “Thank you for saving me.”

Sanford cast a sidelong glance at her, his departure as nonchalant as a passing breeze.

Seizing his hand, Yana clutched her chest, her voice wavering. “I…I’m unwell.”

Beneath his affable facade, Sanford harbored a fiery temper, his playboy exterior contrasting with his true nature.

Summoning his patience, he queried, “What ails you?”

My inhaler-it’s in my

where might your bag be?” Sanford

you accompany me to

appearing feeble was transparent, her body

move, Sanford intercepted a waiter striding

stumbled into the waiter’s arms as

assistance. Accompany

her condition worsens, call an ambulance,” Sanford ordered and

now burdened with Yana, questioned, “Where

expression darkened, her facade crumbling. She pushed him

The waiter’s brow furrowed.

dawned on him-her feigned frailty had