My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2531

Once he had helped her into her underwear and Loungewear, she began to feel more composed.

Just as she was about to rise from the bed, Lyndon’s voice halted her.

“Hold on a second.

”

Tilda paused and looked at him curiously.

“What is it?”

“I need to change my clothes,” he said, striding toward the wardrobe to fetch a fresh shirt and pants.

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Library

revealing a well-

averted her eyes, feeling heat creep into her

that looked stylish when clothed but revealed a well-toned physique when undressed, akin to that of an international

the recollections of the previous

pressure around her waist, and before she knew it, Lyndon had swept her into his arms, cradling her as if she weighed

she exclaimed, her

downstairs,” Lyndon replied, his tone light yet firm, Tilda sighed, a

her like a

is

legs work just

can put

”

continued

are fine, but what about your waist? Are you completely sure it’s

when Lyndon chuckled softly, “This morning, I read

night of passion-like she’s been run over by a car, all sore and bruised,

”

deep shade of red, her earlier annoyance giving way to