My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Tilda, I’ll fill you in later. I’ve ordered more food. Come, sit, and have something to eat.”

“No, thanks. I’m not really hungry. Sheldon’s been a nuisance for too long. I’m going to take him home now.”

Tilda seemed eager to leave.

“Tilda, please stay. Have a bite.”

Rosalynn got up and gently guided her to the table.

Tilda adjusted her glasses, looking a bit uneasy.

at the man seated opposite,

his chair, observing Tilda, then Lyndon and the little boy. He mused that they looked like a family of three

if they got married right away.

come on,

slid a dish towards Tilda, encouraging her to

“Thanks.”

ate quietly. Feeling their gazes on her, she was as uncomfortable as if she were on pins and

it’s time for

believed they should give the trio

gaze and immediately grasped

enjoy your food. Lyndon, we’re