My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Gail then draped a long, ankle-length cotton coat over Rosalynn’s shoulders.

Along with it, she also wrapped a scarf around her neck, and finally put on a hat on her head.

At first glance, Rosalynn seemed to resemble a heavy snowman.

She actually wanted to say something, but she couldn’t complain.

After all, she understood her mother’s good intentions.

In the end, she just let her do what would satisfy her.

“Tilda, there’s a small garden downstairs.

Can we go for a walk there?”

“Okay, sure.

” Tilda nodded with a delightful smile.

The two ladies walked out of the ward and took the elevator to the first floor.

The afternoon sun felt pleasant, shining on them and warming their hearts.

Rosalynn looked at Tilda, who was gently supporting her.

She asked, “Tilda, how are things with you and Lyndon?”

Lyndon’s attitude over the past few days, and she

has been

”

actually want

day on the cliff… If it wasn’t because of

“Rosalynn, no.

anyone should apologize, it should be

her head, interrupting

cliff, we both know that it

was only the right

of

”

and also filled

smiled gracefully, and held

“Don’t say that.

only normal to feel that

if our positions were changed, I might have held a bigger

”

the impact

two shared a smile, exhibiting a _

guess let’s sit

a bench nearby,

“Okay.