My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Indeed, Brian should be hungry by now.

He must have not had dinner yet.

After all, as soon as he arrived at Atera Restaurant, he and Sanford caught a glimpse of the commotion in the private room. Then, he offered to take the girls home.

Reminded of how big of a help Brian was tonight, Rosalynn couldn’t help but smile faintly.

“If you don’t mind, would you like to come in and have something to drink first?”

Brian scoffed and answered, “That’s right. If you don’t know how to thank me through words, you should at least do something for me.”

face was wiped off the next second. She forgot how arrogant

for all his help, Rosalynn restrained herself and didn’t argue with

stained blouse, changed into her

in the center of the big living room and

poured Brian a glass of water. Pursing her lips, she said, “Please

to have any contact with him, but never did she expect that she would take

then took a sip from the glass and sat on

room was spacious and bright. There were fresh flowers placed on the tea table, and

it would be very relaxing to come home to such

just showed that she was knowledgeable when

made. You can