My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter: 493

“Why not? Who dictated that in a partnership, the woman must take up cooking and cleaning?” Rosalynn countered.

Brian held her gaze, a challenging glint in his eye. “Fine, I’ll cook you breakfast if you dare to eat it.”

Rosalynn’s mind flashed back to Brian’s attempts at peeling potatoes an image that provoked both amusement and concern.

She decided to let it pass. After all, a man who could ink a contract worth hundreds of millions was not cut out for menial chores.

Silence descended on the room as they ate in peace.

“Where do you plan on living, here or at my place?” Brian asked, his plate nearly clean. He dabbed at his mouth with a napkin.

Rosalynn shrugged nonchalantly, finishing her sandwich. Rising from

her lithe figure move

extensions of men, who were to

her roof, he found himself basking in

essentials here later.

sideways glance

‘air enough.”

couldn’t help but feel

shot up

then, his phone

was call from

client meeting Loomed ahead, with Edwin waiting for him