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.

shrugged nonchalantly, finishing her sandwich. Rising from the chair, she

lithe figure move around the room,

eyes, women were extensions of men, who were to provide them with love and material

here, living under her roof, he

deliver our essentials here later. We can live

a sideways glance at Brian, Rosalynn

‘air enough.”

her brisk nod of approval, Brian couldn’t

shot up

his phone

was call from

Edwin waiting for