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.

sandwich. Rising from the chair, she began clearing the remnants of their

lithe figure move around the room, his interest

of men, who were to provide

living under her roof, he found himself basking in

someone deliver our essentials here

glance at

‘air enough.”

couldn’t help but feel somewhat

eyebrows shot up in

his

call

Loomed ahead, with Edwin waiting for him at