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.

you helping her find a

replied, “I’ll lend her to you for a while. Help Tilda raise me, and when I grow up, you can return her

speechless at such

really something a four-year-old

in Lyndon’s eyes, causing his chest to

any immediate response, the little guy crossed his arms,

underestimate it. Tilda is beautiful and gentle. You can have my wife first! It’s a

and he cleared his

me to

from head to toe, extending his right

bear a resemblance to me, she should fancy you too. She would only be open to accepting your help in financially supporting me and