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.

the stern set of Sanford’s jaw, Maggie felt compelled

already talked to

”

his silence speaking volumes

the car, but an uneasy feeling had gnawed at him, urging him to confront the growing storm of

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

f their exchange.

attempts to clarify matters, Karl’s persistence grated on Sanford’s

wonder if Maggie would

heartless woman, It seemed Maggie had moved on

gently

Please,

let out

decisive move, he pulled over to the

the seat, his gaze