My Bossy CEO Husband

Three years later, at the airport of Ywood...

Passengers, who had just arrived from their trip, were queuing to pick up their luggage.

Amongst the crowd was a beautiful woman who stood quietly.

She was particularly eye-catching, like a shining crystal who would turn heads upon sighting.

Men were ogling her with burning and infatuated eyes, while women's eyes glinted with envy and jealousy.

The skimpy red dress that hugged her body highlighted her white, porcelain skin.

Her well-sculpted face bore her luscious lips, deep eyes, and perfectly-shaped brows.

Round on her front was her well-gifted chest.

Her waist was slender, something that most women could only hope for.

And much like any other models, her legs were lean and long.

They could conquer any runway! She was inexplicably sexy, enchanting, and daring--a more lethal combination than drugs.

But although the woman caught the attention of almost every man in the airport, no one dared to approach her because of the stern, cold expression on her face.

"Mommy!" the little boy next to her called.

Instantly, her face changed, like snow meeting the warm sun, melting in an instant.

The woman bent down and held up the boy.

Looking at his cute face, she couldn't help but plant a kiss on his face.

The little boy's ears turned red in an instant.

Seeing this, Wendy was amused by the boy's reaction.

"Uncle Roger sent us a message on WeChat.

He said that he's waiting for us at the parking lot and asked us to go there as soon we landed,"

the boy informed seriously.

"Okay!"

Facing the crowd who watched him and his mother, the little boy sported a frown, as if saying that no one was allowed to come near him.

However, how could such a cute little face not attract the attention of the people around? The women, in particular, were bewildered by this little boy's charm.

Oh my God! Such a cute boy he is!’ some of them thought to themselves.He looked only three or four years old, but others could imagine how attractive he would be once he grew up.He had jet black hair with thin bangs covering his full forehead.

Under his dashing eyebrows, he had bright eyes, a straight nose, lips red like cherries.

The kid looked like a model walking out of the cover of a magazine.

their chests

awe as they watched the

Everyone really wanted to take

Ywood three years ago with

massive hemorrhage after being severely beaten

even more, Wendy lost a lot of blood, eventually sending her

sea--the very same thing she did

of luck, but as soon as Cacia and her companions left, the

washed to the shore, where a kind-hearted gentleman found her and brought her

until half

a scar of cesarean birth was on her belly! After undergoing a prenatal

was sent to the hospital, the situation

a cesarean section, but

it was an external force that eventually killed the baby

survived, his condition

and bruises all over his body.  Fortunately, he survived after being in the incubator for half a

bent on not keeping it

saw the baby at

body was red and wrinkled, like that of an

her finger grazed his tiny mouth,

moment, there seemed to be

then, Wendy had decided that she would keep this baby no matter

she was discharged from the hospital, she went

funeral for her.Because she knew many of Cacia’s dirty secrets, Wendy was killed to keep her mouth

she continued to stay in Ywood, she might cross paths

to the US

arrived in the foreign land, everything was

neither an educational background and

restaurant where she juggled washing the dishes and taking care of

Wendy thought of giving

with her determination and guts,

her son was easy

a year old, Wendy hired a nurse to

and became a student of New York

learn, she swore to become stronger and

wanted to be strong enough to bring

boy called, sending Wendy back to her senses in an

gazed at him only to see the concerned look on

it?" she

Roger has called us several times, but you

thinking of

soon as she raised her head, Wendy saw Roger Johnson by the exit, waving

alright.I can

is

uttered, He then turned to the little boy, ruffled his head, and asked,

"Uncle Roger!"

little boy frowned and protested, "You can't

her son shook off Roger Johnson's big hand