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.

that way of communication and thought it was simply

calls, which could carry a message clearly, and more importantly, save

now, he was eager

a

contrary, he was enjoying it so much that he wished he could

while and she was probably already asleep,

he didn't receive any other texts from her, he finally

closed the curtain and turning around, he stubbed

to his

under the grey cashmere quilt, were several of

picked up a T-shirt

felt so peaceful and

next few days,

moved out

all honesty, Wendy didn't really

made all the necessary arrangements for

job and even found a cozy

felt grateful for everything he'd

or luxurious, but it was new and bright and in a good

was reasonable and it was close to Reese's

some prestigious maisonette or something equally flashy

her sister would most definitely refuse to

really liked her new apartment

the new

thorough interview, the school finally

the best private bilingual kindergartens of the

amazing and as expected, the

least, that amount

a five figure number after

tour of the premises and was informed in detail about

of the day, she was convinced

teachers were all native speakers, and their flawless British accent gave off

kindergarten opened at half past seven every

a midmorning break, where they

made those snacks once

an expert nutritionist After learning-and seeing- all this, Wendy just knew that attending this school was

she had to do was talk

"Go to school?"

teachers at the school and many children too.You

frowned and

don't want to

"Children are too...childish!"

Wendy was stunned.

forehead and

are only three years old! You are a

and looked

like to play with the other children, you can still play with your teachers.They know a lot of things and

Ray still looked unhappy.

fun staying at home alone.I've learned a lot of things