My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Rosalynn found herself speechless, caught off guard by Deanna’s unexpected request.

Indeed, Deanna and Brian shared a striking resemblance, evident in certain aspects.

Not wanting to argue with the girl, Rosalynn settled herself on the edge of the bed and retrieved the silver needles.

“Lie down and lift your clothes,” Rosalynn instructed.

Deanna complied, stretching out on the bed and raising her clothes. A hint of nervousness flickered in her eyes.

“Rosalynn, do you know what you’re doing? Will it hurt?”

worry. If you have doubts about my abilities, the worst-case scenario is temporary pain.

precision, Rosalynn gently pricked several acupuncture points on Deanna’s lower abdomen. Deanna

let out a horrified scream. “Rosalynn, you’re a liar! How could I have trusted you? Remove the needles!

I tell you

the pain in her

This felt new.

her gaze on

Deanna’s silence, Rosalynn settled beside her and started fiddling with her phone, patiently awaiting the effects of

room grew so quiet that even the sound

bored, Deanna’s thoughts drifted to Keegan as she glanced

browsing the news, didn’t raise her eyes. “He’s