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.

delicious that she had

tried to remember what had happened next, her

and she couldn't

me to Ryan? Damn it! And he calls himself my friend? Damn it all to hell! I'm going to beat him up the next time I

do in the set

bed.She only managed to pull back the covers before she was frozen

had any problems with the pajamas, but who could have possibly changed her clothes? Wendy slapped her forehead

be one of the maids! Ryan employs so

head wryly, chiding herself for

the bed and headed

her things

she had been wearing the day before were nowhere

was still looking for them when the door to

clad in sportswear and a thin sheen of sweat covered his forehead.His hair looked ruffled and

must have just come back

awake," he remarked

a little

"Well...last night..."

close to the restaurant, I decided to

see.Of course."

"Thank you."

shy and perhaps a tad too polite.Ryan

this formal and seemingly detached version, he liked Wendy more when she

they lapsed into an

to the side

flooded

waiting for you downstairs.She wants to have

again, you can just

with a frown, "Do you intend for this

instantly regretted her words.She

Ryan didn't

clothes and

that, I was just looking for

has

wear?’ As if reading

can choose whatever you

"Okay."

had especially prepared for her before,

most of the clothes were light dresses and skirts.It

surprise, she found that everything

were all

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

and a black overcoat, which looked plain