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.”

next second.

all his help, Rosalynn restrained herself and

finally took off her stained blouse, changed into her pajamas, and

Brian stood in the center of the big living room and looked around while waiting

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

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

from the

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

would be very relaxing

just showed that she was knowledgeable when it came

biscuits | made. You can eat