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.

while, Haleigh croaked out a question, her voice hoarse

why were you and Barlow at that suburban building at night? Was

taken aback when

phone had died, leaving her oblivious to the news coverage. She had no idea how

happened into a romantic date that

and I weren’t on a date,” Rosalynn said, feeling the need to set the record

fixed her gaze on Rosalynn and asked,

briefly, trying to condense the complex

woman who loved Barlow, but her love

someone to kidnap me and take me there. Barlow came to rescue me, but we never

eyes filled with fresh tears at this

“Who is that woman?”