My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 10

After eating her breakfast and tidying up, she looked around her bare apartment and decided to make a

trip to the flower market. She wanted to decorate her place with some colorful blooms.

Rosalynn headed out and drove to the flower market in the south of the city. It hadn’t been that long

since she got her driver’s license, so she was especially careful on the road.

Unfortunately, when she took a turn into a street with a few vehicles up ahead, her car was rear-ended.

Rosalynn slammed on the brakes, but due to the sudden stop, her body was flung forward, and her

chest hit the stirring wheel.

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What had just happened?

Was it a fellow rookie driver who had hit her?

Rosalynn touched her aching chest, knowing that it would end up bruised later. She calmed herself and

got out of the car to assess the situation.

There was a huge dent on her bumper.

And it was a new car, too!

Dismayed, Rosalynn whirled around to confront the other driver.

When she noticed that they hadn’t even alighted from their car, her distress turned into anger.

Rosalynn trudged over to the other vehicle and rapped on the window.

“Please get out of the car. You just rammed into my bumper.”

The window slowly rolled down, revealing the sharp and handsome profile of a man.

It was none other than Brian! @

For one brief moment, Rosalynn just stared at him, rooted to the spot. Then, she swiftly whirled around

to hide her face.

But then, it occurred to her that this man didn’t know her face at all. There was no reason for her

tohide. ©

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With that in mind, she turned to face him again, her shoulders squared and her chin held high.

“Sir, you seem to have very poor driving skills. How could you rear-end me on a road as wide as this?”

Brian glanced at her and raised an eyebrow, his voice dripping with sarcasm when he retorted, “Were

you driving or strolling down a park? Even a snail could have overtaken you at the pace you were

going.”

Rosalynn scoffed in disbelief.

“Excuse me, but the speed limit in this area is 20 mph. Aren’t you paying attention to the road signs at

all? If you have problems with your eyesight, then | suggest that you get yourself a pair of glasses

before you get behind the wheel again.”