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 was simply too

phone calls, which could carry a message clearly,

was eager to text

a waste of his

much that

had been off for a while and she was

from her, he finally

the curtain and turning around, he stubbed out his cigarette

he went to

grey cashmere quilt, were several

up a T-shirt and inhaled

her scent, he felt so peaceful and happy

next few days,

moved out of Wendy's

honesty, Wendy didn't really help her

the

and even found a

grateful for

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

was reasonable and it

found some prestigious maisonette or something equally flashy for

knew that her sister would most definitely refuse to

liked

there was the new school

interview, the school

was one of the best private bilingual kindergartens of the

amazing and as expected, the tuition

that amount seemed

a five figure number after

tour of the premises

she was convinced that it was really

all native speakers, and their flawless British accent gave off an

opened at half past

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

who made those snacks once worked in a

the dishes were freshly made, the menu planned by an expert nutritionist After learning-and seeing- all this, Wendy just knew that

all she had to do

"Go to school?"

There are many wonderful teachers at the school and many children too.You

frowned and said

don't want to

"Children are too...childish!"

Wendy was stunned.

her forehead

only three years old! You

son and looked at him

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

Ray still looked unhappy.

staying at home