My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2810

The question jolted Tilda from her thoughts.

She shifted her gaze and ran a hand through her hair, a nervous habit she couldnt suppress.

Why would I? she argued.

But her own actions betrayed her.

If she wasnt uneasy, why was she playing with her hair without realizing it? A flicker of amusement crossed Lyndons eyes.

He had noticed long ago that when Tilda tried to mask her emotions, she would adjust her glasses.

Now, without her glasses, she had switched to fiddling with her hair instead.

He asked, If I said I was angry, what would you do? Bring up divorce again? His tone carried an unspoken edge, a quiet yet palpable danger. Tilda turned her head, meeting his dark, penetrating gaze.

dont answer hypothetical questions, she said

Her sparkling eyes glimmered with a hint of mischief, a look that

little rascal tried to outwit Lyndon, those big, expressive eyes gave

curved into

Rita is someone insignificant.

about? But why did you hide your decision from me? Why didnt you tell me last night? Tilda blinked in surprise at his

Rita as

such a

mood brightened in

grin, she reached out

preoccupied with

the chance to bring it up,

with delight, radiating

the events of

that sent a wave of heat through him. He