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.

only be angry

was busy

course, that was just another excuse not to

she would come across

that time, the elevator was

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

food in their hands,

thankful that

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

his voice, making it

her, but all she’s given me is grief.What an

hung up the phone

that everyone was looking at

your damn business! Haven't you heard

doubt that...The woman whom Flynn called a bitch and whore was her sister- Reese! According to him, Reese

she died...Flynn and his mistress would get married

was trembling in

at

was just 18 at

the Wilson family

was staring at Flynn with an icy cold

to see him press the button

top floor, she decided to follow him

ward and entered without even bothering

and walked over to the

just right outside, she could hear the

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

the ward where Flynn was and asked him to lower his voice so

refused to do so and instead

a private matter? This is none of your business.Go away!" he bellowed to the

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,

been bitching for quite a while, yet Wendy

more offensive his words

it seemed that he had no

and over again for a long time.You're no longer as decent as you were before.I'm sure only an

not have to peek through the door to see

voice, she could

to push the door open, she

what are

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

"Flynn, stop it!"

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 to let you.I'm going to fuck