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

for a while. Help Tilda

at such an unexpected

really something a

in Lyndon’s eyes, causing his chest to shake with

guy crossed his arms, a look of pride on

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

smile broadened, and he cleared his throat, attempting to stifle

me to

to toe, extending his

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