My Bossy CEO Husband

It was Flynn! Her brother-in-law! He was at the entrance of the elevator.

For a man who was about 48 years old, his fashion sense was rather unconventional.

He was wearing a fancy flowery shirt.

Funny enough, his bulging belly looked as though it was pulling the buttons of his shirt apart.

Waist down, he was wearing a pair of big casual shorts and flip-flops.

Wendy had seen Luke wear the similar outfit before, and he looked amazing.

Flynn, however, looked vulgar and ugly.  How could Flynn wear such clothes and be confident in public? That was not all.

His head was shaved that it was completely bald, and a gold chain as thick as a finger was hanging on his neck.

Under his armpit was a black designer bag.

Overall, he looked like a nouveau riche.

When her sister first married this guy, Wendy often went to the Wilson family's house to visit her sister Reese.

But one day, Flynn's mother scolded Reese in front of the whole family, berating her for not making money for the family and for being a freeloader who even always brought her sister, another freeloader, over for dinner.

Because of this, Wendy no longer became friendly nor associated herself with Flynn.  Since then, she did not go there as frequently as before.

Even if she did, she no longer ate there with the family in fear of being reproached.

Fortunately, Reese was kind and supportive of her sister.

She even shouldered Wendy's tuition and occasionally gave her allowance.

Time went by, and Wendy had finally turned into a fine lady.

She met with her sister and Flynn together sometimes.

However, she noticed the lascivious way that Flynn looked at her.

It disgusted her.

Reese knew about it and asked Wendy never to go to the Wilson family's house ever again.

Extreme as it may seem, but Wendy knew that her sister was only protecting her.

In all honesty, she had been meaning to contact her sister after returning from abroad.

However, she never seemed to make up her mind.

was afraid that her sister would only be angry at her for feigning

was busy with

was just another excuse not to

that she would come across Flynn in such a

the

already lunch hour, the elevator was filled with the patients’ relatives and friends carrying takeout

had food in

Wendy was thankful that he did not

later, Flynn's phone rang, and he answered it

elevator was somehow noisy, he raised his voice, making it difficult for Wendy to ignore his

given birth to a child.I've had enough of her! I've been kind enough to keep up with her, but all she’s given me is grief.What an ungrateful woman! Yes, I'll settle the matter successfully this time.I think that that whore will die after a few days anyway,

the phone with a cynical

was looking at him scornfully, he

you

Flynn called a bitch

his mistress would get

trembling

married Flynn at a

just 18

from the Wilson family and even suffered at their

dare Flynn insult her like that?! Wendy was staring

see him press the button to the ninth

supposed to go to the top floor, she decided to follow

a ward and

followed and walked

could hear

years, yet you're

asked him to lower

refused to do so

I'm dealing with a private matter? This is none of your business.Go away!" he

and continued, "Don't expect to get a penny when we're divorced.Ha-ha! Even if you don't want to live with me anymore, I'll make sure that you'll see me with an 18-year-old girl.But you...a woman with

quite a while, yet Wendy still had

more he spoke, the more offensive his words

he had no plans

time.You're no longer as decent as you were before.I'm sure only an old, bald man would want to be with

have to peek through the door to

listening to his foul, rotten voice, she could

she was about to push the door open, she heard

are

fuck you! Now that you've asked, the more I think of it, the more displeased I am.Damn it! You're just a woman I bought.You're lucky you got to marry me.How dare you threaten me with suicide?! You're such a bitch! Fine! Since you want to get rid of me, I'll divorce you

"Flynn, stop it!"

so I could fuck you whenever I want.It's only been 11 years, and you haven't paid me back.And now, you're telling me that you want to leave? Sad to say, but I'm not