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.

buying several potted plants on top of the flowers she had originally come for. It was a lot more than she was expecting, so she had

nearby shopping mall

home, so much so that she hummed an upbeat melody the

she felt as though she had been reborn

Soon, dusk fell.

on a massive, leather sofa and skimmed through the

man stood in front of

Hughes, | lost in the gamble. | hope that you will take care of the

his lips as he stared at one of the documents. He was holding

this really Rose,

to keep a low profile. | hope that