My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

His train of thought was broken by the ringing of his phone. He leaned over and fished it from under the driver’s seat

“Brian! Did something happen? Why did you hang up all of a sudden?”

“Nothing. | happened to run into a little, wild cat just now.” Brian’s upper lip curled.

“Oh. | see. All right, are you arriving soon? The gamble on stones is about to start.”

“Il be there in a minute.”

Meanwhile, Rosalynn was feeling giddy after her encounter with her dreaded ex-husband. It was freeing to finally let out all of her pent-up frustrations in the last two years.

spirits as she looked around the flower market, and ended up buying several potted plants on top of the flowers she had originally come for. It was a lot more than

headed to a nearby shopping mall

her time decorating her new home, so much so that she hummed

new look provided a fresh perspective, and she felt as though she

Soon, dusk fell.

massive, leather sofa and skimmed

man stood in front

the gamble. | hope that you will take care of the

of the

Rose, the world-renowned

of course. Rose prefers to keep a low profile. | hope that you will respect her privacy and treat her