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.

so delicious that she had drunk several glasses of

remember what had happened next,

and she couldn't make out anything at

my

in

covers before she was frozen in

with the pajamas, but who could have possibly changed her clothes? Wendy slapped her

of the

herself for

jumped out of the bed and headed to the bathroom to wash

her things were

had been wearing the day before were nowhere to

looking for them when the door to

sportswear

just come back from his

he remarked

little too loud due to her

"Well...last night..."

drunk.Since my place is close to the restaurant,

I see.Of course." Wendy rubbed her nose

"Thank you."

time, she sounded shy and perhaps a

to this formal and seemingly detached version, he

they lapsed into an awkward

a moment, Ryan strode to the

flooded the

waiting for you downstairs.She wants to

you can just put me

frown, "Do you intend for

her words.She probably wasn't completely sober

didn't

clothes and have

looking for my clothes from last

a servant has taken them

Then what am I supposed to wear?’ As if reading her mind, Ryan walked over and

you want, help yourself.I'm going

"Okay."

he had especially prepared for her

time, so the most of the clothes were light dresses and skirts.It was autumn

everything

were

stood in the midst of all the clothes, amazed and at a

settled for a simple knitted dress and a black overcoat, which looked plain compared to the rest of the clothes in