My Bossy CEO Husband

Wendy was preparing a meal in the kitchen.

She was unaware that the two children had already devised a plot of vengeance for her.

To give back her a sense of shape, she loosened her apron and started bringing the dishes to the dining table when a man from behind took over.

His fingers were long, healthy-looking, with properly shaped bones, and their ends were cut and well-kept, looking like sculpted digits.

Without speaking, he put the dishes on the table one by one.

"What are you doing here? When did you come?"

Nervousness overtook her again upon seeing Ryan.

He responded, "You don't want me in this house?"

Wendy could not rebut because she had no idea what to say.

How dared she say that she didn't welcome him?! She was just his employee! Wendy forced a smile to conceal her embarrassment.

"Of course you are welcome here! Very much welcome!"

"That's all right then! It's good to hear from you."

Dishes clutched in her lap, Wendy attentively followed behind him to the dining table and set the plates down.

Ryan and Luke were already in place, as earlier they both sat on the seats.

Wendy was at a loss for words when she initially witnessed this scene.

It was as if they were considering it as their own home.

"I'll fetch the children so they can also have dinner."

Fetch the kids for dinner...There was a distinct impression as if he was listening to a wife speaking to her husband.

Having to hear this, Ryan brightened up instantly.

He nodded and said, "All right.Go ahead!"

Wendy bolted from the room as soon as he finished responding.

‘Oh my goodness!’ She was absolutely terrified that her heart would stop when she was with Ryan, who was constantly having a cold aura.

It was extremely uneasy and challenging! She reached the area where the children were and told them to join her and Ryan for dinner.

Wendy made an effort to eat quietly, lowering her head over her plate and not saying anything until the food was finished.

She knew that Ryan's eyes were always piercing into her, and each time they landed on her, she got too scared to even chew her food.

This meal was an utter agony for her.

After they had finished eating, Luke started his nightly duties of cleaning automatically, against his will.

"Daddy, you look worn out.Are you feeling under the weather?"

Upon hearing Precious’ voice, Wendy looked up and noticed Ryan with a bad complexion that looked as though he was in poor health.

When they returned, it was almost completely dark.

As it was light outside, the car’s headlights did not come across until it was fully backed into the garage.

Moreover, his aura was so overwhelming that she couldn't dare even to turn her head in his direction.

to find that he really didn't look

his face still showed no emotion, his eyes were

noticeable, and his face was still

distressed.He furrowed his

"Boss......"

need not

you want.What's

"Nothing!"

icy in his speech

by such

you didn't get enough rest

with Precious as she knew

him a glass of water and gave him an anxious expression Ryan's hands moved on Precious’ head and his eyes softened a

no need to worry about

at your face! Your skin

loudly

my dad

it has

craned his neck

discussion by saying, "As far as I'm aware, he's been having more frequent problems with his sleep ever since he slept for twelve hours in one stretch last

upon hearing his uncle's revelation, tears poured down Precious’s

no need to worry,

three years old, dad.You can't hide the truth from me

away,

immediately ran after

well to see where

up the steps and onto the

crouched in a dark corner, brushing away

help.Stop crying! Whining makes

Raymond finished his words, Precious couldn't help but burst

ground and kept wiping her

mommy, I am already pitiful.What's worse is

she mean by

Precious? How could your father die? He is in

herself with a pitiful expression and red

as she had to

was during her less-than-voluminous narration that Wendy learned what

visiting a psychiatrist, they discovered that Ryan was

fifteen years since he was diagnosed as having this illness when he

a sleeping pill or alcohol to get him to fall

over time, his body's tolerance for

the effects of

he turned to rely on hypnosis to

a

to gain his trust,

who grew up alongside him, learned hypnosis specifically to cure his

assist Ryan in falling asleep, but the effect

his insomnia, Ryan's level of sleep

several years, he was able to sleep for no more than four hours

he didn't get enough sleep, he quickly became increasingly frustrated, to the point where he

was

to that, the most serious concern was

because of the long-term insomnia and the intense work schedule had been taking

dead at any moment if he didn't make

do not want to be alone.I do not