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.

she had

what had happened

and she

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

still had work to do in

to pull back the covers before she was

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

the maids! Ryan employs so

chiding herself for almost jumping

of the bed and headed to the bathroom

things

clothes she had been wearing the day before were

was still looking for them when

sportswear and a thin sheen of sweat covered his forehead.His

come back from his

awake," he remarked

voice a little too

"Well...last night..."

were drunk.Since my place is close to the restaurant, I decided to take you back here to

see.Of course."

"Thank you."

time, she sounded shy and perhaps a tad too

formal and seemingly detached version, he liked Wendy

lapsed into an awkward

the side and pulled the curtains

immediately flooded the

for you downstairs.She wants to have

this happens again, you

countered with a frown, "Do you intend for this to

instantly regretted her words.She probably

didn't

clothes and have some

was just looking for my clothes from

servant has taken them for

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

clothes inside.You can choose whatever you want, help yourself.I'm going to take a

"Okay."

that the wardrobe was filled with clothes he had especially prepared

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

surprise, she found that everything had

were all

the midst of all the clothes, amazed and

dress and a black overcoat, which looked plain compared to the