My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Concerned the boy’s parents might be worried, Lyndon had the boy call them first to ensure his safety.

Initially, Lyndon wondered if the little guy would remember the phone number of his parents.

But, despite his young age, the boy seemed smart and recalled the number with ease.

“And who is Tilda?”

Lyndon wasn’t in a hurry to leave either. Instead, he asked with great interest.

The boy blinked his big eyes and said in a youthful tone, “Tilda is my wife.”

Lyndon was momentarily stunned, gazing at the little guy’s delicate face before bursting into laughter.

But why are you helping her find

gaze on Lyndon and replied, “I’ll lend her to you for a while. Help Tilda raise me,

at such an unexpected

something a four-year-old

in Lyndon’s eyes, causing his chest to

any immediate response, the little guy crossed his arms, a

is beautiful and gentle. You can have my wife first! It’s a fair deal for

cleared his throat, attempting

you choose me

him from head to toe,

should fancy you too. She would only be open to accepting your help in financially supporting me and Grandma Elma if she likes