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.

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

talked

”

tightly, his silence speaking volumes as

car, but an uneasy feeling had gnawed at him,

with Karl, Sanford could only speculate on

f their exchange.

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

if Maggie would have entertained Karl’s

a heartless woman, It seemed Maggie had

growing detachment, reached out and gently tugged on

Please,

hearing her gentle tone, let out a sigh,

over to the side

trapped her between him and the seat,