My Bossy CEO Husband

‘The most handsome man in the world?" Ryan's face turning cold.

Wendy's ex-boyfriend came to mind—the one who had taught her how to defend herself in times of danger.His eyes flashed ominously.

"Is he more handsome than me?" he asked as he put Wendy on the bed.

Wendy stared at his face in silence for a long moment, seemingly in a dilemma.She began nibbling her fingers as she pondered the matter seriously.

It was obvious she was torn about her answer.

‘Is it really so difficult for you to answer?’ Ryan's expression turned even darker.

A wave of jealousy washed over him.Then, Wendy let out a long yawn.

"Ah, I'm so sleepy," she mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

"Wendy!" Ryan had no intention of letting this matter go.

"You are so noisy!" Wendy complained with a scowl.

For the first time in his life, someone was calling him out for being noisy.

The corner of his lips twitched.

Ryan opened his mouth to say something, but Wendy was already lying back on the bed, yawning and stretching as she settled in a comfortable position.

"I'm so sleepy. I need to get some rest now."

No sooner had she said this than her breathing slowed and became even.She was fast asleep.

Ryan could only watch as she descended into dreamland.He was quite upset that he never got the answer that he wanted.He heaved a sigh before pulling the quilt over her.Then he turned off the light and lay beside her.

‘Who the hell is this ex-boyfriend of hers?’ He still couldn't let the question go.

The next day, Wendy woke up at half past six.She opened her eyes to a very familiar ceiling.

The sight stunned her, and for a second, she could do nothing more than stare.

‘Where am I?' She turned her head to survey her surroundings, her terror escalating as she slowly registered the room she was in.

Wendy sat up, her movement so abrupt that her head spun.

She groaned and leaned back at the headboard.

‘Damn this hangover! I hate this feeling! But why am I in Ensfield? And what am I doing in Ryan's bedroom?’ She brought her hands to her head, pressed her fingers to her temples, and tried to recall everything that had happened.She remembered going out to have dinner with Jeffrey after work last night.

But then she ran into Ryan and Precious at the restaurant, and they ended up sitting together for dinner.

And she remembered the wine.

was so delicious that she had drunk several glasses of the

to remember what had happened next,

details turned hazy, and she couldn't make out anything

I was drunk that Jeffrey left me to Ryan? Damn it! And he calls himself my friend? Damn it all to hell! I'm

work to do in the set at eight o'clock this

covers before she was frozen in shock once again.She was

pajamas, but who could have possibly changed her clothes? Wendy slapped her forehead for worrying like

must be one of the maids! Ryan employs

head wryly, chiding herself for almost jumping into

jumped out of the bed and headed

her things

been wearing the day before

when

room.He was clad in sportswear and a thin sheen of sweat covered his forehead.His

have just come

awake," he remarked

her voice a little too loud due to

"Well...last night..."

the restaurant, I decided to take you back

okay! I see.Of course." Wendy rubbed

"Thank you."

sounded shy and perhaps a tad too

to this formal and seemingly detached version, he liked Wendy

lapsed into an

a moment, Ryan strode to the side

immediately flooded

you downstairs.She wants

happens again, you can just put me

with a frown, "Do you intend for

regretted her words.She probably wasn't completely sober

Ryan didn't press

your clothes

looking for my

a servant has taken them

wear?’ As if reading her mind, Ryan walked over and opened the

you want, help yourself.I'm going

"Okay."

he had especially prepared for her before, with the

so the most of the clothes were light dresses and skirts.It

surprise, she found that everything had been changed

they were all

the clothes, amazed and at a loss

a black overcoat, which looked plain compared to the rest of the