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.

result, she was surprised to find that

face still showed no emotion, his eyes

were noticeable, and his face was still

a bit distressed.He furrowed his brow and rubbed his temple with his

"Boss......"

off duty, you need not call and treat

then if that's what you want.What's the

"Nothing!"

in his speech as he typically

by such a reply,

didn't get enough

discomfort with Precious

poured him a glass of water and gave him an anxious expression Ryan's hands moved

fine, no need to worry

at your face! Your

loudly yelled

my

dear, it has been for several

his neck to

slept for twelve hours in

upon hearing his uncle's revelation, tears poured down

need to worry, dear.Daddy

hide the truth from me anymore.I am not that

ran away, shedding tears in

immediately ran

well to see

the steps and onto the

in a dark corner, brushing away

won't help.Stop crying! Whining makes you

words, Precious couldn't help but burst

the ground and kept wiping her

Ooh...Without my mommy, I am already pitiful.What's worse is if my daddy passes away,

mean by "dying"?! Wendy

you on to, Precious? How could your father die?

attempted to calm herself with a pitiful expression and

as she had to recount the whole story to

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

a psychiatrist, they discovered that Ryan was

he was diagnosed

sleeping pill or alcohol to get him to fall asleep, for a

tolerance for

of these lost

rely on hypnosis to

a formidable

to gain

up alongside him, learned hypnosis specifically to

falling asleep, but the effect

of sleep

years, he was able to sleep

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

it mildly, this was not

concern

of the long-term insomnia and the intense

that he would be dead at any moment if he didn't make

not want to be alone.I do not wish for my dad's