My Bossy CEO Husband

Ryan's sweet words took Wendy by surprise.She suddenly felt dizzy with excitement.

Blushing, she raised a hand to her chest, as if to calm down the wild beating of her heart.

‘'Oh, my! Whoever said that the strong and silent type of men are dull?’' She sighed inwardly.

"I thought he was simply not interested in flirting or even that he just wasn't good at it...But look at him!"

Wendy's mind was still spinning.

She still held the phone in her hand, staring blankly at the text.

She couldn't think of a good response! She kept typing only to delete everything moments after.

She took a deep breath and finally typed.

"Is Luke there with you, Ryan?"

His reply came a moment later.

"No!"

"Well then, who is coaching you? Your flirting has improved immensely..."

"I wasn't flirting..." Ryan replied.

"Then what was that?"

"The truth."

Wendy's heart picked up the pace again, threatening to burst out of her chest.

She rubbed her face nervously, thinking, ‘'Oh, boy! What am I supposed to do? He's back to his usual relentless pursuit.No! No! We can't keep texting.I am not strong enough to resist for long.

As she made up her mind, she sent him a text saying, "I'm really tired.I think I'll go to bed now."

"Sleep tight"

Wendy didn't reply.

She locked her phone and threw it on the bedside table as if it might scald her fingers.

Then she got up and closed the curtain, turned off the lights and went back to bed.

She laid there, under the covers trying in vain to stop thinking about Ryan.

Meanwhile, in the villa right opposite Wendy's, Ryan noticed the lights in her room going out.

His cold eyes had softened a bit, holding a trace of tenderness.

He could picture her blush when she read his text as if she had been right in front of him.

He lowered his head and read her text again, smiling.

He remembered a time before he met Wendy, when he almost never sent SNS messages.

way of communication and thought it

preferred phone calls, which could carry a message clearly, and more

he was eager to

like a waste

he was enjoying it so much that

she was probably already asleep, he still waited for a few

from her, he finally put the phone

and turning around, he stubbed out his cigarette in

to his

grey cashmere

picked up a T-shirt and inhaled

scent, he felt so peaceful and happy that sleep

few days, everyone

moved out of Wendy's

all honesty, Wendy didn't really help her sister that

all the necessary

her a job and even found a cozy

felt grateful for everything

apartment wasn't very big or luxurious, but it was new and bright and in a good

reasonable and it was

Ryan hadn't found some prestigious maisonette or something equally flashy for

her sister would most

really liked her

new school of

a very thorough interview, the school finally accepted them

the best

amazing and as expected,

at least, that amount seemed astronomical

five figure number

a tour of the premises and

the end of the day, she was convinced that it was

all native speakers, and their flawless British accent

half

o'clock, the kids had a midmorning break, where they were served sweet and savory

that the chef who made those snacks once worked in a Michelin

all the dishes were freshly made, the menu planned by an expert nutritionist

to do was talk

"Go to school?"

are many wonderful teachers at the school and many

and said

don't want to

"Children are too...childish!"

Wendy was stunned.

forehead and

years old!

her son and looked at him

is so much fun.If you don't like to play with the other children, you can

Ray still looked unhappy.

muttered, "I am having fun staying at home alone.I've learned a