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.

sister would only be angry at her for feigning her

was busy

just another excuse

she never expected that she would come across Flynn in

time, the elevator was

elevator was filled with the

in their hands,

Wendy was thankful that

few moments 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

won't get back to that bitch.We've been married for 11 years, yet she hasn't 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,

up the phone with a cynical

looking at him scornfully,

Haven't you heard

her spot.There was no doubt that...The woman whom Flynn called a bitch and whore was her sister- Reese! According to him, Reese would die

she died...Flynn and his

was trembling

married Flynn at

just 18

years, she endured humiliation from the Wilson family

was staring at Flynn with an icy

see him press the button to

she was supposed to go to the top floor, she

a ward and entered without even

quickly followed and walked over

just right outside, she could hear

again, I'll make sure to give you hell.Why did you even do that?! I've served you for 11 years, yet you're still not contented with the life

asked him to lower his voice so

to do so and instead spoke

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

see me with an 18-year-old girl.But you...a woman with no education background, no connections, divorced, and infertile.I'll look forward to seeing what kind

been bitching for quite a while, yet Wendy still had

more he spoke, the more offensive his words

he had no plans of

little bitch, I've fucked you over and over again for a long time.You're no longer as decent as you were before.I'm sure only an old,

through the door

his foul, rotten voice, she could already imagine his hideous

push the door open,

what are you

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

"Flynn, stop it!"

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 going