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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a few more steps before noticing Rita

and looked back, his voice carrying a

“Aren’t you coming?”

Rita quickly wiped her tears, a mix of joy and disbelief coloring

“Sir, if I may ask,

”

stopped and faced her, his response simple

others that

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lip, her eyes welling

truly

IOU, and I promise

”

reassuring glance, dismissing her concerns with

no need for

”

“But I insist.

may I know your last name?” she persisted,

Lyndon replied, his

she introduced herself more formally, a sense of relief in acknowledging the

in the hospital garden, Rosalynn and Tilda were enjoying the weak sunlight on a bench, immersed in conversation

in the