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.

wife? But why are you helping her find a

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

at such

this really something a

in Lyndon’s eyes, causing his chest to shake

laughter without any immediate response, the little guy crossed his arms, a look of

is beautiful and gentle. You can have my

and he cleared his throat, attempting to stifle his

choose me

toe, extending his

should fancy you too. She would