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.

that she had drunk several

to remember what had happened next, her head throbbed

hazy, and she couldn't make out anything at

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

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

headache, Wendy quickly got out of bed.She only managed to pull back the covers before she was frozen

could have possibly changed her clothes? Wendy

one of the maids! Ryan employs so

chiding herself for almost jumping

and headed to the bathroom to wash

things

the clothes she had been wearing the

was still looking for them when the door to

looked up to see Ryan saunter into the room.He was clad in sportswear and a thin sheen of sweat covered his forehead.His hair looked ruffled

must have just come back from

awake," he

Wendy replied, her voice a little too loud due to her

"Well...last night..."

to the restaurant, I decided to take you back

see.Of course."

"Thank you."

sounded shy and perhaps a tad too

formal and seemingly detached version, he liked

lapsed into an

Ryan strode to the side and pulled the

immediately flooded

you downstairs.She wants

again, you can just put me in the guest

you intend for this

instantly regretted her words.She probably wasn't completely sober

didn't press

clothes and have some

just looking for my

servant has taken

I supposed to wear?’ As if reading

choose whatever you want, help yourself.I'm going to

"Okay."

clothes he had especially prepared for her before, with the intention to buy her

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

she found that everything had been

they were

midst of all the

and a black overcoat, which looked plain compared to