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.

are you helping

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

at

this really something a four-year-old would

in Lyndon’s eyes, causing

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

can have my wife first! It’s a fair deal

he cleared his throat, attempting to stifle his

did you choose me to be her

little guy assessed him from head to toe,

handsome than me. Tilda adores me the most, and since you bear a resemblance to me, she should fancy you too. She would only be open to accepting your help in financially supporting me and Grandma Elma