My Bossy CEO Husband

 "I want to marry you and become your son's step- father! I'm willing to accept both him and you in my life! Ryan spoke in one breath, emphasizing the severity of his determination through his words.

With minimal words to his name, Ryan was able to leave an everlasting impact on Wendy, who became visibly flustered.

Meanwhile, Luke, who was sneakily eavesdropping on their exchange while remaining hidden in the kitchen, couldn't help but smile to himself, combusting with excitement.  Brilliant! Who said that Ryan didn't know anything about flirting with women just because he never had girlfriends before? Whoever with that opinion should come and see for themselves! Watch the spectacle unfold as it tramples on the presumptuous ideals one once let limit them.

Every sentence he spoke would melt Wendy's heart and dye her cheeks red from delight.

If this wasn't proof enough that they shared the same biological parents, what else could it be? Both brothers had the same talent for sweet-talking, after all!  Luke felt an odd sense of gratification watching Ryan break out of his shell and take matters into his own hands.

He was like a proud parent, watching their child achieve great heights from the sidelines.

Tearing up from being emotionally overwhelmed, Luke went back to wash the dishes, sighing with relief.

"I want you to be my girlfriend!"

"No! No, stop! I can't!"

Snapping back to reality, Wendy furiously shook her head, making it a point to prove how bizarre his wish was.

Taken aback, Ryan frowned and clenched his jaw.

"And why not? What's the reason?"

Wendy slightly trembled, not sure what excuse she could come up with.

Her eyes darted everywhere in the room, avoiding his gaze, searching for a good excuse.

"Uh.That's right! The contract! Falling in love and dating someone is clearly prohibited in the contract! If I do so, it'll be breaking the rules.Therefore, I can't!"

Taken by surprise, Ryan was rendered speechless.

: How could he have never thought of that before putting such a condition into effect? After all, it was he who suggested such terms in the first place.

Never did he think this would come to backfire on him someday.

Refusing to give up, Ryan clenched his fists and pressed further, "You don't have to worry about the restrictions of the contract.I'll deal with them."

"No way! Even if you somehow managed to change the terms and conditions of the contract, I'll still refuse to be with you!"

Ryan's persistence towards his desires was beginning to annoy Wendy.

Every time she would bring up an excuse, he would shut it down with a solution of his own.

"I've already made it clear to you.This cannot happen.You and I can never be together!"

"Just give me a reason why.Don't I at least deserve to know that?"

Unbothered by her claims, Ryan continued to push for a reason for turning him down.

At his demand for an explanation, Wendy sighed to herself and forcefully adorned a bitter smile, struggling to lift the corners of her mouth.

Closing her eyes slowly, she retracted herself from reality and sunk into the unforgiving clutches of her past, something she thought she had escaped from.

Over the years, Wendy did her best to suppress her mind from trailing back into the past.

this subject for as long as she

reminiscing all that unfolded brought nothing but pain and anguish, consuming

Brian's unfaithfulness...

Eris's devious plotting...

of murdering

she lost her virginity to when she was set up after

between herself and Ryan, she felt the unrelenting grips of her past strangle her, making it

the temperature around her drop, enveloping her in deep

"Wendy..."

been through in the past? Do you

questioned him, her tone was

shone with contradiction, a hue vouching

about your past.All I care about is your present and your

For most people,

for Wendy,

smiled bitterly, masking

made those bold statements because he was unaware of the gravity

he were to find out everything, surely he'd change his

back to the wall, Wendy sighed to herself, her shoulders

wall swallowed her feeble figure, bearing

closing herself

you don't,

piercing, flashing brilliantly under

But Wendy didn't falter.

me, then it's pointless.I already told you we cannot be together.With that being said, Ray and I will be moving out as soon as possible.I

rejections his way, Ryan tightened his jaw

remained quiet, waiting on a response from

moments, the atmosphere had taken a drastic turn

newfound love before it was quickly shot down with

on them, Luke

finally done with washing all

a concerned Luke, Wendy

these days.Later on, when you have to shoot for a film, you'll barely have any time to spare yourself.And hypothetically, let's just suppose you do move out and find another place to

help but agree with everything

treating with him with kindness and affection behind your back? You wouldn't have to worry about any of that if you lived here though.We're your friends.Besides, Precious and Ray get along well.They're like brother and sister.And when you head off to work, Precious and Ray could play together till you're back.Maybe with Precious keeping him occupied, Ray can be more active than

lunch, Ray can eat whatever is made here by our cook.You can't keep feeding take-away to a child.He needs proper nourishment.We also have a family doctor.If anything were to go wrong and

was starting to work

feel her determination faltering, one

care less about others, but Ray was an

meant he would be in good hands, she would

that you stay here.You wouldn't have to worry about a

a napkin from the dining table and grabbed Ryan's hand in a rush to leave before Wendy could refuse the

now.Let's call it a day.Please, make  yourselves comfortable.See you

at the No.1 villa of the Ensfield, Luke tucked Precious into bed, kissing her forehead goodnight before she dozed off and entered her dream

towards the second floor to Ryan's

a whiff of burnt ash filled his

Luke ran his gaze, chasing shadows in the

was the vivid red flame in front of

to the French window, Luke walked up to it

extended from the floor till it kissed the ceiling on