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!"

pushing yourself

darkened as he reached for her again, not letting go this

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

internal conflict was evident

decision to make compared to all the business

A second passed.

Then another one.

Then another three.

century, Ryan finally

eyes steeled as his hand reached for her

turned pale

Oliver! What do you think you're

clothes, or you do it by yourself while holding me to keep

no way I'm

"Fine,"Ryan grumbled.

you can just

Wendy's jaw dropped.

at him, but given her struggle with her bladder, her face didn't look as intimidating as she

her trembling legs, her

all happening because I let you sleep

you

why I'm trying to repay

wouldn't have cared even if they died holding

"Ryan Oliver..."

did fall asleep last night, but it wasn't like I was in

Wendy was

pocket in his pants

over Wendy's head,

you, you...I...I..I was looking for your phone.I thought you fainted and wanted to call someone to come to save you.I...I

smirked, the look in his face saying something along the

at

that she had already touched his

should not feel too

you win!"she

of her bravado from a while back

"Close your eyes!"she ordered.

He complied.

to his arm with one hand and took

time,

didn't, but she

with,

bowl, everything she held in just

practically deafening, especially since there were only the two

was mortified, and she swore under

never experienced such shame in all her life! When she was done, she quickly cleaned herself and pulled her pants

done?"She

opened his eyes and glanced at

looked like a rabid wild cat that could attack at any time, what with the fierce glare she was shooting in his

across his

finally! Ryan picked her up again

was squirming giddily on his seat,

saw his brother and Wendy approach, he leaned over to Leo 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

the sofa that she was scrambling away

bother with niceties or excuses and directly told the guests to

"You should go now!"