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 at her for feigning her own

was busy

another excuse not to see her

she would come across

that time, the elevator was

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

had food in their hands,

thankful that

Flynn's phone rang,

was somehow noisy, he raised his voice,

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

everyone was looking at him

Haven't you heard anyone make a

woman whom Flynn called a bitch and whore

died...Flynn and his

trembling

Flynn at a young

18

the Wilson family and even suffered at their

dare Flynn insult her like that?! Wendy was staring at

doing so, she happened to see him press the button to the ninth

to go to the top floor, she decided

and entered without even bothering to

quickly followed and walked

she could

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 front of me? Enough! If you don't want to be with me, fine.Wait for

asked him to lower his voice so as not to

to do so and instead spoke even

private matter? This is none of your business.Go

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

a while, yet Wendy still

spoke, the more offensive his words had

had no plans of stopping himself

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

have to peek through the door

his foul, rotten voice, she could already imagine

she was about to push the door open, she heard people's

what are you

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 you

"Flynn, stop it!"

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