My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Was he suggesting that such menial tasks were unsuitable for men?

Brian clenched his jaw.

Asking Rosalynn to do the errand would imply he lacked consideration for women.

But if he went himself, it would mean leaving the two alone.

Weighing his options, he made his decision.

“Honey, you stay. I’ll go fetch the food.”

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him a look

head must be reeling. Pick up something light and easy

“Understood,” Brian agreed.

Lyndon arched an eyebrow.

the pork congee and pastries from the shop on West Street. It’s a

left without

city was here, while West Street was a good

a hotspot known online, often required

clearly

taunting look and curbed his irritation. For the sake that Lyndon once saved his wife, he

hour to drive back and forth from there, not counting the queue. If you’re

Don’t starve.”