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

darkened as he reached for her again, not letting

he opened the toilet cover, then his eyes

internal conflict was

make compared to all the business deals

A second passed.

Then another one.

Then another three.

a century, Ryan finally made up

eyes steeled as his

turned pale

do you think

your clothes, or you do it by

I'm letting you do

"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

her trembling

you know that this is all

are you being so

trying

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

"Ryan Oliver..."

I was in a deep slumber.And I do acknowledge what

the blue, Wendy was

pocket

warm stream rushed over Wendy's head,

fainted and wanted to call someone to come

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

at a

meant to tell her that she had already touched his

not

right, you win!"she

her bravado from a while back had

"Close your eyes!"she ordered.

He complied.

his arm with one hand and took off her pajamas

at him the whole time, afraid he might peek

she felt

business was dealt with,

moment her skin touched the bowl, everything she held in just burst

especially since there were only

she

such shame in all her life! When she was done, she quickly cleaned herself and pulled

done?"She

and glanced at her

cat that could attack at any

across his

up again and

giddily on his seat, both of his hands pressed

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

Ryan put Wendy down on the sofa that she was scrambling

bother with niceties or excuses and directly

"You should go now!"