My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 138: Falling Hard 

Ryan seemed to consider this the most natural thing in the world.

"I thought you liked sports cars."

Wendy couldn't believe that this was really happening.

Just because she liked racing, he had gone and bought her this ridiculously expensive car.

She took her hand off the vehicle, not wanting to make matters worse.

"You can't be serious.What if I said I like mansions..." she started incredulously.

Before she could even finish her sentence, Ryan interrupted her.

"Which one?"

Wendy just stood there staring at him wide-eyed.

Did he really mean that he would buy her whatever she liked, no matter how expensive it was? She felt overwhelmed, unable to process this.

Everything was just crazy! She really wanted to tell him that she thought his willingness to spend a crazy amount of money on her was really sweet! But then she came to her senses.

She swallowed hard and pried her eyes away from the sports car.

She turned to look into Ryan's eyes.

"Stop it! I'm not that kind of person.You can't buy me off with..."

“I am not trying to.I just wanted to give you a gift, one that you liked."

'What? That's so damn sweet! But this needs to end now" Wendy took a deep breath.

She turn her head away from him and said stiffly, "I don't like this car."

Ryan seemed to ponder this for a while.

Then, nodding to himself, he pressed a button and the garage doors closed.

Wendy inwardly said goodbye to the magnificent car, trying to suppress her regret.

"Follow me,"

Ryan told her as he started walking away.

"I can't.I have other plans."

Ryan turned back and took her hand.

"I want to show you something.It won't take long."

Wendy looked at him cautiously.

How could she ever refuse him? But she was extremely nervous of what he'd show her next.

If the car was just the beginning, what else could he have done? Ryan led her back to the villa.

As soon as they crossed the threshold, Luke immediately walked over to her.

"Wendy! You know, I was the one that went out to buy that car.And let me tell you, not everyone can go around saying they own one of those beauties.Do you know how many times I begged Ryan to get me one of those? But as soon as he heard that you like fast cars, he ordered me to find one for you!"

glared at

talking, Luke! I won't be able to keep up my defenses if you keep talking like

Wendy.Will you let me borrow it for a couple of

face, he lowered his

day would do

car.You should

Luke look incredulous.

"What's this now?"

Luke wouldn't have thought that

he thumped his thigh indignantly and shouted, "Come on, Wendy! You don't want it? Just say thank you, accept the gift and then sell it

"Shut up!"

voice made Luke start and

left in a hurry, looking sideways at his brother, wearing a

squeezed Wendy's hand once, before leading

entered a room Wendy had never been

down at the desk, examining the papers Ryan pushed in front

these?" she asked, feeling

the Midnight Bar.From now on, you are

be happening" Wendy was

the papers back to him and said, "No, I...I can't accept

"But you like bars."

buy me one? This is

since you like going out for drinks, it

if he really

said, looking at a box right

"What's this?"

you

him suspiciously, but she pulled the box closer and

a

Wendy's head shot up.

gun?

ordinary gun.The one you used before was too conspicuous.This one is

at the gun again, Wendy had mixed

me.Aren't you worried

usual expressionless

unless it's absolutely necessary. His words and the sentiment behind them really

and this made her heart skip with

say no to this

threatened, don't be afraid to use it.Don't

stinging from

money.He was just worried about my safety.Same with the car.He

moved

understood what was

Ryan's way of telling her that he didn't mind her going

never had guessed that Ryan was

was at a loss of what

made up her mind and

towards him,

take this.Any

"Wendy..."

don't insist.I don't want

wouldn't back down, Ryan frowned and

"As you wish."

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