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 restrained herself and didn’t

Maggie to the bed, Rosalynn finally took off her stained blouse, changed into

in the center of the big living room and looked

a glass of water. Pursing her lips, she

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

took a sip from the

fresh flowers placed on

be very relaxing to come home to such

showed that she was knowledgeable when

of the biscuits | made. You can eat while you’re