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

remember what had happened next, her head

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

himself my friend? Damn it all to

in the set at eight

managed to pull back the covers before she was

who could have possibly changed her clothes? Wendy slapped her forehead

the

head wryly, chiding herself for almost jumping into wild

out of the bed and headed to the

things were

clothes she had been wearing the

still looking for them when the

clad in sportswear and a thin

come back from his morning

awake," he

a little too loud due

"Well...last night..."

the restaurant,

I see.Of course." Wendy

"Thank you."

sounded shy and perhaps

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

lapsed into

strode to the side and pulled

immediately flooded the

for you downstairs.She wants to have breakfast with

again, you can just put me

frown, "Do you intend

regretted her words.She

didn't press

your clothes and have

was just looking for my clothes

has taken

As if reading her mind, Ryan walked over

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

"Okay."

the wardrobe was filled with clothes he had especially

summer at that time, so the most of the clothes were light dresses and

that everything had been changed

they were all

the clothes, amazed and at a loss

simple knitted dress and a black overcoat,