My Bossy CEO 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.

she still held

raised his eyebrows in

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

and rolled over to keep some distance between

amused by her

hot!" she whined after a

closed as she grabbed the collar of her sweater and pulled at it.Her face was

so hot,"

turtleneck sweater and a pair of black, skinny

suitable under normal circumstances, but she wasn't

forehead was beaded

eyes still shut,

it off!" she

could only blink at

uncomfortable for anyone

that Wendy still had pajamas left

long-sleeved pajamas with cartoon patterns all over

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

back to the bed and just stood over her, unsure of what to do

"I feel so hot..."

bent over her and tried shaking her

"Wendy? Wake up!"

something unintelligible, but didn't open her

next few seconds, Ryan just stood there, debating on one of the most difficult decisions

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

him, and

else was allowed to see her

at the last moment, just before his desires for Wendy reached their

her smooth and supple flesh

like an electric current coursed through his veins at the moment of contact, and his fingers

found himself regretting his

to even think

was self-inflicted torture,

under him, which only made him stiff.He wanted to run back to the shower and let jets

a commanding voice, his eyes

but

a sigh of relief.She was wearing a bra beneath her sweater, but he didn't dare take it off for

slipped her into her pajamas before he lost

fully dressed did he

taken him more than

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

wanting to torture himself any further, he tossed Wendy

Thump! 

bumped into the headboard with a muffled sound.He must have been a

about to check on her when