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.

jaw, Maggie felt compelled to

talked to

”

his silence speaking

feeling had gnawed at him, urging him to confront the growing

Sanford could only

f their exchange.

attempts to clarify matters, Karl’s persistence grated on

but wonder if Maggie would

heartless woman, It seemed Maggie

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

again? Please,

tone, let out a sigh,

decisive move, he pulled over to the

her between him and the seat, his gaze piercing into