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.

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

she headed to a nearby shopping mall to

much so that she hummed

felt as though

Soon, dusk fell.

massive, leather sofa and skimmed

stood in front of him,

hope that you will take care

of the documents. He was holding an employee

this really Rose,

his brows furrowed slightly. “Yes, of course. Rose prefers to keep a low profile. | hope that