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.

she was surprised to find that he

his face still showed no emotion, his

and his face was still a little

to be a bit distressed.He furrowed his

"Boss......"

duty, you need not call

if that's what you want.What's

"Nothing!"

in his speech

astounded by such a reply, she remained

get enough rest last

with Precious as

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

need to worry

a liar! Take a look at your

loudly yelled at the

has my dad not been

what, dear, it has been for

craned his neck to glance

the 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 time.That has been difficult for him, as he has

uncle's revelation,

to worry, dear.Daddy is feeling

dad.You can't hide the

and ran away, shedding

ran after

as well to see where

the steps

corner, brushing away

tears won't help.Stop crying! Whining makes

his words, Precious

the ground and kept wiping her

I am already pitiful.What's worse

mean by "dying"?! Wendy was taken

to, Precious? How could your father die? He

to calm herself with a

was sobbing as she had to recount the

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

psychiatrist, they discovered that Ryan was suffering

diagnosed as

the use of a sleeping pill or alcohol to get him to

body's tolerance for

effects of these lost

on hypnosis to

mounted a

to gain his trust, making hypnosis

learned hypnosis specifically to cure his

his hypnosis did assist Ryan in falling asleep, but the effect

his insomnia, Ryan's level of

to sleep for no more

quickly became increasingly frustrated, to the point where he developed

was not the most urgent

that, the most serious concern

nerves were on edge because of the long-term insomnia and the intense work schedule had been taking its

told him many times that he would be dead at any moment

alone.I do not wish for my dad's