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?”

past few days, and she couldn’t help but let out a

been

”

actually want to

If it wasn’t

“Rosalynn, no.

anyone should apologize, it should be

her head,

day on the cliff, we both know that

was only the right thing to

of you, and that

”

was sincere and also filled with

smiled gracefully, and held Tilda’s

“Don’t say that.

normal to feel that

changed, I might have held

”

the impact of the

nodded, and the two shared a smile,

guess let’s sit for

a bench nearby, Rosalynn pointed toward

“Okay.