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.

be angry at her

was

of course, that was just another

would come across Flynn in such a place after

that time, the

with the

had food in their

Wendy was thankful that he did not notice

Flynn's phone rang, and he answered it with

voice, making it difficult for Wendy to ignore

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

hung up the phone with a cynical

looking at him scornfully, he

your damn business! Haven't you heard anyone make

was no doubt that...The woman whom Flynn called a bitch and whore was her sister-

she died...Flynn and his mistress

trembling in

married Flynn at a young

just 18 at that

11 years, she endured humiliation from the Wilson family and

was staring at Flynn with

she happened to see him press the

to the top floor, she decided

ward and entered without even bothering to

followed and walked

outside, she could hear the muffled sound of a

dare you look at me like that?! If you dare to kill yourself 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 I've given you.And now, you tried to kill yourself in

the ward where Flynn was and asked him to lower his voice so as not

to do so

a private matter? This is none of

make sure that you'll 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 of man

had been bitching for quite a while,

more offensive

seemed that he had no plans of stopping himself

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, bald man would want to be with

not have to peek through

voice, she could already

the door open, she heard people's shrieks and Reese's

what are you

doing? I'm going to 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 right after

"Flynn, stop it!"

you haven't paid me back.And now, you're telling me that you want