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

to remember what had

details turned hazy, and she couldn't make out anything

left me to Ryan? Damn it! And he calls himself my friend?

work to do in the set at eight o'clock

managed to pull back the covers before she was frozen in shock once again.She was wearing the pajamas she

problems with the pajamas, but who could have possibly changed her

of the maids!

herself for almost

out of the bed and headed to the bathroom

her things were still

the clothes she had been wearing the day before were nowhere to be

was still looking for them when the door to the bedroom

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

have just come back from his

he remarked

replied, her voice a little

"Well...last night..."

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

okay! I see.Of course."

"Thank you."

she sounded shy and perhaps a tad

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

they lapsed into an

a moment, Ryan strode to the side and pulled

flooded the

downstairs.She wants to have breakfast

if this happens again, you can just put me in

with a frown, "Do you intend for

regretted her words.She probably wasn't completely

didn't press any

your clothes and have some

that, I was just looking for my

a servant has

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

whatever you want, help yourself.I'm

"Okay."

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

of the clothes were light dresses

Wendy's surprise, she found that everything had been

were all

all the clothes, amazed and

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