My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

It was a substantial sum, no doubt about it.

But to Lyndon, the amount was manageable.

He observed Rita, her distress palpable, and after a brief pause, he made a decision.

“I’ll cover it for you first.

”

Rita’s expression shifted from despair to a flicker of hope, her eyes lighting up.

She clasped Lyndon’s hand, her voice trembling.

“Really, sir? Are you sure?”

“Let’s go,” Lyndon replied with a nod.

“I’ll accompany you to the payment office right now.

”

Lyndon broke free from Rita’s hand and made his way to the payment office.

Rita stared blankly at his back, unable to believe what he had just said.

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took a few more steps before noticing Rita hadn’t

and looked back, his voice carrying

“Aren’t you coming?”

mix of joy and disbelief coloring her expression

his calm demeanor, and ventured, “Sir, if I may ask, why would you help me?

”

stopped and faced her, his

in helping others that is its own

”

bit her lip, her eyes welling up

are truly

will write an IOU, and I promise to repay you

”

her a reassuring glance, dismissing her concerns with an easy

no need

”

“But I insist.

last name?” she

Lyndon replied, his

sense of relief in acknowledging the

enjoying the weak sunlight on a bench, immersed in conversation for

in the