My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Rosalynn was at the wheel, driving Tilda to the hospital.

Throughout the way, Tilda kept a nervous eye on the road ahead.

Catching a glimpse of Tilda’s worry, Rosalynn inquired, “How old is that boy?”

“Four years old,” Tilda answered, adjusting her glasses.

“Did you ask Elma to check with the hospital’s information desk?

Maybe the security staff there can help find him,” Rosalynn suggested.

Tilda said with a nod, “Yes, I did.”

her worried expression, Rosalynn refrained from asking further

phone began

for news about her child, she quickly pulled out her phone, only to see an unfamiliar

suspecting it was just

in the habit

voice carried

“Who’s this?”

young, childlike voice

stunned. “Sheldon!

grew louder

cheerfully said, “I’m helping you find a