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.”

smile on Rosalynn’s face was wiped off the next second. She forgot how arrogant

for all his help, Rosalynn

her stained blouse, changed into her pajamas, and

the same time, Brian stood in the center of the big living room and looked

Pursing her lips, she said, “Please have a

but never did she expect that she

from the glass and sat

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

layout was stylish, and it would be very

when it came

You can eat while you’re on your