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.

would only be angry at

she was busy

another excuse not to see

that she would come across Flynn in such a place

the elevator

elevator was filled with the

in their hands,

was thankful that he did

rang, and he

was somehow noisy, he raised his voice,

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, so just wait a little

up the phone

everyone was looking at him scornfully, he exploded in

business! Haven't you heard anyone make

rooted in her spot.There was no doubt that...The woman whom Flynn called a bitch and whore

his mistress would get

trembling

Flynn at a

18 at that

the Wilson family and even suffered at their

insult her like that?! Wendy was

doing so, she happened to see him press the

supposed to go to the top floor, she decided to

to a ward and entered without even bothering to

quickly followed and walked over

right outside, she could hear the muffled

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 front of me? Enough! If you don't want to be with

where Flynn was and asked him to lower his voice so as not to disturb other

refused to do so and instead spoke even

I'm dealing with a private matter? This is none of

to Reese 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 no education background, no connections, divorced, and infertile.I'll look forward to seeing what kind of man

quite a while, yet Wendy still had not

more he spoke, the more offensive his

that he had no plans of

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 you

not have to peek through the door to see

to his foul, rotten voice, she could

to push the door open, she heard people's shrieks and

what are

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

"Flynn, stop it!"

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 to let you.I'm going to