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.

didn't like that way of communication and thought it was simply too much

which could carry a message clearly, and more importantly,

was eager to text

like a waste of his

it so much that he wished

and she was probably already

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

the curtain and turning around, he stubbed out

to

cashmere quilt, were several of Wendy's

up a T-shirt and inhaled

by her scent, he felt so peaceful and happy that sleep claimed

the next few days, everyone

moved out

didn't really help her

had made all the necessary arrangements

job and even

felt grateful for

or luxurious, but it was new and

reasonable and it was close to Reese's

hadn't found some prestigious maisonette or

sister would most definitely refuse

Reese really liked her new apartment

was the new school of Ray and

a very thorough interview, the school

one of the best private bilingual kindergartens

and as expected, the

that amount seemed astronomical

five figure number

tour of the premises and

the day, she was convinced that it was really

and their flawless British accent gave

opened at half past seven every morning, as the

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

made those snacks

half past twelve, where all the dishes were freshly made, the menu planned by an expert nutritionist After learning-and seeing- all

she had to do

"Go to school?"

the school and many children

and said

want to

"Children are too...childish!"

Wendy was stunned.

her forehead

You are only three years

knelt before her son and looked at him

you can

Ray still looked unhappy.

his head and muttered, "I am having fun staying