My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

The window descended to reveal a face, strikingly handsome.
Lyndon was the one who had arrived.
“Rosa,” he called out to her.
Upon recognizing a familiar face, Rosalynn’s excitement grew.
“Lyndon, what brings you here? Oh, this is wonderful. Could you give me a ride?”
Lyndon responded with a smile. He gracefully exited the vehicle, opened the passenger side door for Rosalynn, and gestured for
her to climb in.
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“Thank you,” Rosalynn expressed her gratitude as she settled into the seat.
Meanwhile, Brian was composing himself in his Bentley a short distance away. He suddenly remembered that Rosalynn had
been left to walk back on her own.
Massaging the throbbing temple, he resolved to turn back and find her.
However, a glance in the rearview mirror revealed Rosalynn entering a man’s car.
Brian’s features tensed, his gaze sharpening.
From his perspective, he couldn’t clearly identify Lyndon, nor did he recognize the car.

It certainly didn’t seem like a taxi, and Lyndon’s posture and demeanor didn’t suggest he was a driver.
So, into whose car had Rosalynn climbed?
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With a pursing of his lips, Brian ignited the engine, made a swift U-turn, and drove in their direction.
Simultaneously, he donned his Bluetooth headset and dialed Rosalynn’s number.
Inside Lyndon’s car, Rosalynn was all smiles.
“It’s such a coincidence to run into you. Are you just passing through?”
A hint of something flickered in Lyndon’s eyes as he replied, “I had some matters to attend to nearby.”
Secretly, he had been informed by Gail of the events at the bid conference and, concerned for Rosalynn, had his assistant track
her down and had followed her here.
Brian had claimed they weren’t divorced, but Rosalynn hadn’t corrected Selina when she assumed they were.
Lyndon’s intuition screamed that their marriage was troubled, and now his suspicions seemed validated.

“Where are you going? I hope I’m not being a bother. Perhaps you could drop me at the nearest bus stop? I can catch a bus to
the hotel from there,” Rosalynn suggested hastily, not wanting to impose on Lyndon’s time.
Lyndon offered a smile.