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.

to touch this subject for as long as she

brought nothing but pain and anguish, consuming her heart with

Brian's unfaithfulness...

Eris's devious plotting...

of murdering

mysterious man she lost her virginity to when she was set up

the unrelenting grips of

Wendy felt the temperature around her drop, enveloping her

"Wendy..."

Do

questioned him, her

with contradiction, a hue vouching for the darkness

care about your past.All I care

most

Wendy, it meant

she smiled bitterly, masking her

only made those bold statements because

were to find out

herself, her shoulders feeling burdened by the air growing

of the wall swallowed her feeble figure, bearing the claws of darkness

lonely, closing herself off

you don't,

eyes were piercing, flashing

But Wendy didn't falter.

could pursue me, then it's pointless.I already told you we cannot be together.With that being

throwing rejections his way, Ryan tightened his jaw

remained quiet, waiting

the atmosphere had taken a drastic

brewing with happiness, signaling hopes of newfound love before it was quickly shot down with cold arrows raining

on them, Luke suddenly showed up, making his way out

frantically shook his wet hands to dry them exaggeratingly and said, "Ah, I'm finally done with washing all the dishes.Wendy, I overheard you

concerned Luke, Wendy

have dinner with all of you.Moreover...You and Ray just came back from abroad.You don't know anyone here except for Roger, and even he is busy with his commitments 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 stay.Can you guarantee that the security of that place will be

for words, Wendy couldn't help

or obedient you've raised him, he's still a child.And children need attention.Even if you were to find a nanny...Haven't you seen the news about all those mean nannies? Who's to say they won't abuse your son? Can you really trust some stranger 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

all possibilities on the tip of his fingers, Luke continued, "Also, there are servants in our house.If you, at some point, can't make it in time for lunch, Ray can eat whatever is made here by our cook.You can't

silver-tongue was starting to

determination

less about others, but Ray

be in

you shouldn't move out.It is in your best interests that you stay here.You wouldn't

a napkin from the dining table and grabbed Ryan's hand in a

be heading off now.Let's call it a day.Please, make  yourselves comfortable.See

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

way towards the second floor

he opened the door, a whiff of burnt ash filled his lungs,

enveloped in darkness as Luke ran his gaze, chasing shadows

vivid red flame in front of the French

gaze from Ryan to the French window,

kissed the ceiling on the second floor,