My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Mrs. Larson, I don’t…”

“Barnes, now that Lyndon and my daughter have come this far, why don’t we consider setting a date for their wedding?”

Before Lyndon could complete his sentence, Wilton spoke to Barnes.

At this point, Barnes couldn’t help but smile as he attentively considered Wilton’s proposition.

Lyndon’s scowl deepened.

“Hold on! Dad, Mr. Larson, what’s this discussion about? When did I become involved with Miss Larson to this extent? Why has marriage come into the conversation all of a sudden?”

Ivy, standing beside her mother, murmured timidly, “Lyndon, just a moment ago, you and I…”

her face, leaving her words unfinished, but the implication

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sight of her in his suit

Kyson’s words, ascending to the third floor. Entering the lounge,

words, embraced

recoiled in disgust, pushing her away, and then his breathing

fleeting second, he

longing, he embraced and kissed

have mistaken Ivy for Rosanna in his

Impossible!

to be so

Then, what was it?