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

what had happened next,

details turned hazy, and she

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

work to do in

before she was frozen in shock once again.She was wearing the pajamas she had left

but who could have possibly changed her

the maids! Ryan employs

chiding herself for almost jumping into

of the bed and headed to the bathroom to wash

all her things were

she had been wearing the day before

them when the door to

looked up to see Ryan saunter into the room.He was clad in sportswear and a thin sheen

must have just come back from his

he

replied, her voice a little too loud due to her

"Well...last night..."

were drunk.Since my place is close to the restaurant, I decided

course." Wendy rubbed her

"Thank you."

sounded shy and perhaps a tad too polite.Ryan

formal and seemingly detached version, he liked Wendy more when

they lapsed into

strode to the side and pulled the curtains

immediately flooded

waiting for you downstairs.She wants to have breakfast with

way, Ryan, if this happens again, you

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

instantly regretted her words.She probably wasn't

didn't

clothes and

that, I was just looking

has taken them for

supposed to wear?’ As if reading her mind, Ryan walked over

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

"Okay."

with clothes he had especially prepared for her before,

so the most of the clothes

she found that everything had been changed into

they were

stood in the midst of all the clothes,

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