My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1983

With that, she hurried to the front desk, her heart pounding in her chest as she handed the pastries to the receptionist.

Sanford’s expression remained unchanged as he turned on his heel and strode out of the studio.

Maggie whispered greetings to the receptionist before following after him.

As Maggie settled into the passenger seat, Sanford turned to her, his voice softening slightly.

“Where do you live?”

“Just in the apartment building up ahead,” Maggie replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sanford didn’t utter a word as he started the car, the engine’s hum filling the uneasy silence between them.

The vehicle moved forward, but the atmosphere inside remained thick with tension, suffocating in its intensity.

set of Sanford’s jaw, Maggie felt compelled to

already talked

”

lips together tightly, his silence speaking volumes as he grappled with his own tumultuous

out of the car, but an uneasy feeling had gnawed at him, urging him to

Maggie’s conversation with Karl, Sanford could only speculate on the nature

f their exchange.

despite Maggie’s attempts to clarify matters, Karl’s

Sanford couldn’t help but wonder if Maggie

a heartless woman, It seemed Maggie had moved on quickly

growing detachment, reached out and gently tugged on his sleeve, her voice soft and

again? Please,

gentle tone, let out

over to the side of

him and the seat, his gaze piercing into