My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Haleigh met Rosalynn’s gaze, her own eyes red from crying.

“Barlow…”

The harsh reality hung heavy in the air, a truth that none of them wanted to accept.

Unable to find words to convey her condolences, Rosalynn simply held Haleigh’s trembling hand.

Haleigh’s eyes turned red as tears welled up again. She closed her eyes tightly, struggling to hold back her tears.

Uncertain of how to console Haleigh, Rosalynn could only sit beside her in silent solidarity.

a while, Haleigh croaked out a question,

you and Barlow at that suburban building at night? Was it really a date, as the news

aback when she heard

idea how the media had portrayed the

a romantic date that was

on a date,” Rosalynn said, feeling the need to set the record

Rosalynn and asked, “Then why were you

paused briefly, trying to condense the complex events into

woman who loved Barlow, but her love turned into

me and take me there. Barlow came to rescue me, but we

with fresh

“Who is that woman?”