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

to a nearby shopping mall

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

look provided a fresh perspective, and she felt as though she had been reborn into

Soon, dusk fell.

Club, Brian sat on a massive, leather sofa and skimmed

in front

Hughes, | lost in the gamble. | hope that

of

really Rose,

prefers to keep a low profile. | hope that you will respect her