My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Rosalynn could only stare at him.

He had just made her a public enemy in the workplace.

Was he doing this on purpose?

Rosalynn took a deep breath and gritted her teeth. She gathered her things and walked to Brian’s office under envious gazes.

“Have a seat.”

Brian unbuttoned his suit jacket and plopped on the sofa as he looked at Rosalynn.

face, a smooth forehead, big eyes, a pert nose, and

to him that the renowned designer, Rose, would turn out to be so young and

narrowed at the memory

this woman gave him an inexplicable sense

Rosalynn?

his wife was also named Rosalynn.

quiet girl wearing black-rimmed glasses over her pimpled cheeks flashed in his

for you, Mr. Hughes?” Rosalynn queried, barely resisting the instinct

was such acruel prankster.

been married to this man, yet she had never met him, not even

now that they were getting a divorce, he suddenly seemed to be in every corner she turned.