My Bossy CEO Husband

"Ah!"Wendy exclaimed.

"Get out!"Ryan did nothing of the sort, and instead strode over to her and helped her up.

A few seconds later, Ray and Precious were also rushing into the bathroom.

"Mommy!"

"Auntie!"

Then, they asked in unison, "Are you all right?"Wendy forced a tight smile.

"I'm fine."

= The children eyed her with obvious doubt.

"You two go out first,"

Ryan said.

Ray didn't budge or say anything, but he did look up at the towering man.

Precious also hesitated, whining, "Daddy..."

"Your auntie needs to pee.You shouldn't be here."

The little boy's frown deepened.

He knew Ryan was right.

He might only be three years old, but he understood the concept of privacy well.

His mother could indeed not relieve herself with himself and Precious in the bathroom, but what about Ryan? Why did it seem like the man intended to stay in the bathroom with his Mommy?! As if reading the boy's mind, Ryan raised a brow and shot him a challenging look.

"Are you able to support and assist your Mommy?"

Ray finally understood then, even as he glanced at his short limbs with chagrin.

He silently stepped out of the bathroom, and Precious followed behind him.

When the kids were gone, Wendy finally let go of her calm expression and rubbed her buttocks with a grimace.

They hurt.

They really hurt! Just now, she supported herself against the wall.

After Ryan got out of the bathroom, she slowly let go of her hand.

Then she sat down on the toilet cover.

She didn't stand up until she could feel her two legs.

Well, first and foremost, she needed to take off her pants.

But she discovered to her dismay that she had been overestimating her two legs.

She had barely stood upright when her legs became jelly, wobbling under her weight until she had no choice but to drop to the floor, landing on her bum.

The pain from the impact was enough to make her cry, and her face twisted in frustration since she was still unable to attend to her needs.

She tried to pull her weight with her hands braced on the wall again, shaking off Ryan's arm when he offered it.

"You get out of here, too!"

yourself too

he reached for her again, not

his other hand, he opened the toilet cover, then his eyes went to Wendy's pajama

was evident in

difficult decision to make compared to all the business deals he had

A second passed.

Then another one.

Then another three.

like a century, Ryan

his hand reached

face turned pale with

do you

help you with your clothes, or you do it by yourself while holding me to keep yourself standing straight,

I'm letting you

"Fine,"Ryan grumbled.

can just pee on

Wendy's jaw dropped.

glared at him, but given her struggle with her bladder, her face

trembling legs, her

you know that this is all happening because

you being

I'm trying to

had been someone else, he wouldn't have cared even if

"Ryan Oliver..."

but it wasn't like I was in a deep slumber.And I

out of the blue, Wendy was confused and

his pocket in his

instant, a warm stream rushed over Wendy's head, and her face

fainted and wanted to call someone to

smirked, the look in his face saying something along the lines of, "Whatever you

at a

meant to tell her that

not feel too shy

right, you win!"she

from

"Close your eyes!"she ordered.

He complied.

hand and took off her

whole time, afraid he might peek at

she felt humiliated

with, she

touched the bowl, everything she

since there were

was mortified, and she

had never experienced such shame in all her life! When she was

done?"She

opened his eyes and glanced at her

any

across

Ryan picked her up again and carried

squirming giddily on his seat, both of

and whispered excitedly, "Look, he's holding her again! Leo, this is the third time Ryan has ever embraced that woman.I told you, didn't I? In my brother's eyes, she's different from any other

Ryan put Wendy down on the sofa that she was scrambling

with niceties or excuses and directly told

"You should go now!"