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

for her again, not letting go

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

conflict was

more difficult decision to make compared to all the business deals

A second passed.

Then another one.

Then another three.

century, Ryan finally made up his

as his

face turned pale

What do

it by yourself while holding me to keep yourself standing

way I'm letting you

"Fine,"Ryan grumbled.

can just pee

Wendy's jaw dropped.

struggle with her bladder, her

bent over her trembling

have you know that this is all happening because I let

you

I'm trying to repay

it had been someone else, he wouldn't have cared even if they died holding in their

"Ryan Oliver..."

but it wasn't like I was in a deep slumber.And I do acknowledge what you've done to

blue, Wendy was

pocket

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

wanted to call someone to come to save

in his face saying

at

her that she had

should not feel too shy

you

her bravado from a

"Close your eyes!"she ordered.

He complied.

held on to his arm with one hand and took off

stared at him the whole time, afraid he might peek at some

but she

dealt with,

touched the bowl, everything

sound was practically deafening, especially since there were only the two

mortified, and she

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

done?"She

eyes and glanced at

that could attack at any time, what with the fierce glare she was shooting in

across

Ryan picked her up again

area, Luke was squirming giddily on his

didn't I? In my brother's eyes, she's different from any other women.No, wait.It's not just my brother,

had Ryan put Wendy down on the sofa that she was

with niceties or excuses and directly told the guests

"You should go now!"