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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few more steps before noticing Rita hadn’t caught

back, his

“Aren’t you coming?”

from her reverie, Rita quickly wiped her tears, a mix of joy and disbelief coloring her expression as she

noting his calm demeanor, and ventured, “Sir, if I may ask, why would

”

stopped and faced her, his response

a joy in helping others that

”

her eyes welling up

truly

and I promise to repay you as soon as

”

gave her a reassuring glance, dismissing her concerns with an easy

no need for

”

“But I insist.

your last name?” she persisted,

replied, his

formally, a sense of relief in acknowledging the debt she

sunlight on a bench, immersed in conversation for almost

a slight chill in the