My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2794

Lyndon gently took the hairdryer from her hand, setting it aside.

His long fingers brushed against her cheek, tilting her chin up as his intense gaze bore into hers.

His touch was soft, but his presence felt heavier, the tension between them palpable.

Whats wrong? Tilda asked, her brows furrowing.

Are you upset about something? Lyndons eyes lingered on her lips-those soft, familiar lips.

What makes you think that? he replied, his voice low, almost detached.

Her lips didnt look swollen. Had she really kissed Keanu? The image of the photo capturing the two of them in the car seemingly sharing a kiss flashed in Lyndons mind, and the atmosphere between him and Tilda grew colder, heavy with unspoken words.

Your expression darkens.

could I miss that

her chin, frowning as she pulled his

gazed at

you care about my feelings? Tilda

Youre my husband.

Of course, I care.

silent stare

growing tension in the air between them, her

on with you?

onto the bed, his tall frame

remembering Keanus plea

tell you, she said quickly, her

intimate now, she feared she wouldnt have the energy to

her lips with his own before she could say more. Tilda instinctively closed her eyes, surrendering to his