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.

so delicious that she had drunk several glasses of

she tried to remember what had happened next, her head throbbed

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

do in

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

could have possibly changed her clothes? Wendy slapped her forehead

the maids!

shook her head wryly, chiding herself for

of the bed and headed to the bathroom to wash

her things were still

been wearing the day before were nowhere to

for them when the

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 his

awake," he

little too loud

"Well...last night..."

restaurant, I decided to take you

course." Wendy

"Thank you."

and perhaps a tad too

detached version, he liked Wendy more when she

into

the side and pulled the curtains

immediately flooded the

for you downstairs.She

happens again, you

a frown, "Do you intend

her words.She probably wasn't

didn't press any

your clothes and

I was just looking

a servant has taken them for

As if reading her mind, Ryan walked

clothes inside.You can choose whatever you want, help yourself.I'm

"Okay."

with clothes he had especially prepared for

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

that everything had been changed into

they were

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

a black overcoat, which looked plain compared to the rest of the clothes