My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1875

“No, he can’t!”

Tilda and Lyndon answered at the same time.

Lyndon raised an eyebrow and looked at Tilda with inquiring eyes.

Tilda adjusted her glasses and quickly reasoned, “I mean, we have troubled you enough for today, haven’t we? You must be busy.

We don’t want to keep you more from your work.

”

Letting him join them for dinner? There was no way she would allow that.

Lyndon put his hands in his pockets, his lips curling into a smirk at Tilda’s words.

“No matter how busy I am, I still need to have proper meals, don’t I? Didn’t you just say that you are very grateful to me, Miss Larson?

How can you turn me away from your dinner table?”

Tilda gritted her teeth and stared at the man’s calm expression for one tense moment before finally looking away.

course, you can stay for dinner,

Fernandez,” Elma quickly interjected.

seat and wait for

will

”

“Thank you.

as if it was the most natural

and the space in the

to the side,

was he barging into her life

little thirsty,”

him was

swallowed a string of expletives and remained rooted to

raised an eyebrow, waiting for her

seconds passed with no reaction from her, he stood up

have a glass

was busily puttering around the kitchen, called out, “Yes, yes!

”

are you making?” Lyndon had already popped

“Oh, just something simple.

you’ll