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.

communication and thought it

which could carry a message clearly, and

eager

feel like a waste

so much that he wished

though her lights had been off for a while and she was

texts from her,

closed the curtain and turning around, he stubbed out his cigarette in

went to his huge

there, under the grey cashmere quilt, were several of

a T-shirt and inhaled

her scent, he felt so peaceful and

few days, everyone was really

Reese moved out

honesty, Wendy didn't

had made all the necessary arrangements

got her a job and even found a

grateful for everything

wasn't very big or luxurious, but it was new and bright and

rent was reasonable and it

found some prestigious

her sister would most definitely refuse to take

Reese really liked her new apartment

was the new school

very thorough interview, the school finally accepted them

the best private bilingual kindergartens

and as

amount

was a five figure number

of the premises and was informed in

day, she was convinced that

all native speakers, and their flawless British accent gave off

at half past seven every morning, as the

midmorning break, where they were served

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

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

all she had to do was talk

"Go to school?"

Ray.School! There are many wonderful teachers at the school and many children too.You can play with them,

frowned and

don't want

"Children are too...childish!"

Wendy was stunned.

forehead and

You are only three years old! You

before her son and looked

children, you can still play with your teachers.They know a lot of things and can teach them

Ray still looked unhappy.

staying at home alone.I've learned