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.

that youre

chin, frowning as

at her

care about my feelings?

Youre my husband.

Of course, I care.

dark, silent stare

felt a growing tension in the air between them, her

going on with

he gently pushed her onto the bed, his tall frame

remembering Keanus plea from earlier, turned her

I have to tell you, she said quickly, her mind

intimate now, she feared she wouldnt have the energy to talk

can talk after were done, Lyndon said, capturing her lips with his own before she could say more. Tilda instinctively closed her eyes, surrendering to