My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 271: My Future Husband 

That night, Ryan didn't take Wendy and Precious to the hospital.

Instead, he directly back to Ensfield.

The butler rushed out to meet them as soon as the car screeched to a halt.

"Good evening, sir!"

"Good evening," Ryan replied as he got out of the driver seat and went around the car.

He opened the door of the passenger seat and picked up Wendy in his arms.

"Take Precious to her bedroom."

 "Understood."

It wasn't until he was given the order that the butler noticed the little girl lying in the back seat of the car.

The road had been bumpy.The coat that had been covering Precious had dropped to the floor at some point, and the girl looked cold.She shivered a little.

The butler turned back to Ryan to ask something, only to find that the latter already striding into the house.

He was visibly careful as he carried Wendy inside, and not once did he look back.

The butler sighed to himself.

‘Is Precious really your biological daughter?’ He crouched into the car to retrieve the girl and took her upstairs as he was ordered.

As for Ryan, he went straight into his bedroom, Wendy still snug in his arms.

Clap! He flicked the switch and the room immediately lit up.

He hadn't come back here for a long time, but it was still the same as it had been since he had left.

And since Wendy had stayed in this place for quite some time, some of her belongings were naturally littered around the room.

Ryan liked it this way; they made his bedroom look more alive and less dull.

A glimmer of emotion flashed in his eyes.

He padded over to the large, gray bed and put Wendy down gently on the bed.Then he sat down beside her and deftly took off her shoes.

The moment Wendy landed on the mattress, she turned over and made herself comfortable.

Barely a second later, and she was sleeping soundly on her side, oblivious to the rest of the world.

Ryan gazed down at her with a tender expression.

"At least you behaved well this time," he murmured in a pleased tone.

He was very satisfied with the quick but quiet way he had gotten rid of a potential love rival.He reached over and tucked Wendy in before heading to the bathroom to wash up.He changed into pajamas, dried his hair, and walked back into the bedroom.

asleep, and she still held the same position

eyebrows in mild

be so restless in her sleep, but she looked so calm and peaceful tonight.He went back to the bathroom and

at him, and rolled over

smirked, amused by her

hot!" she whined after

eyes remained closed as she grabbed the collar of

so hot,"

was wearing a turtleneck sweater and a pair of black, skinny

in the room was perfectly suitable under normal circumstances, but

forehead was beaded with

Wendy grimaced, her eyes still shut, and continued to pull

off!" she

only blink at her, lost and

uncomfortable for anyone to

that Wendy still had pajamas left

found a pair of long-sleeved pajamas with cartoon

for a moment and glanced at Wendy, who was thrashing weakly on the bed and murmuring her

the bed and just stood over her, unsure of what

"I feel so hot..."

teeth, Ryan bent over her

"Wendy? Wake up!"

but didn't open

debating on one of the most difficult

hem of Wendy's sweater.He knew he could simply go downstairs

to him, and

allowed to see her body,

before his desires for Wendy reached their peak.He closed his eyes and quickly took off

against her smooth and supple flesh

current coursed through his veins at the moment of contact, and his

found himself regretting his

to

torture, pure and

which only made him stiff.He wanted to

said in a commanding voice,

with discontent, but she complied and

was wearing a bra beneath her sweater, but he

her pajamas before he

dressed

whole ordeal had taken him more

but now, Ryan I was sweating all over his body.He wiped his face and neck,

himself any further, he tossed Wendy back to

Thump! 

the headboard with a muffled sound.He must have been a lot

about to check on her when

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255