My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1292

Chapter: 1292

Keegan’s expression turned serious as he handed the thermos to Doreen.

“I appreciate your affection for me, but I don’t share the same romantic feelings. It’s best if we don’t

meet again in the future.”

Doreen felt a surge of anger, yet she refused to accept her failure.

Throughout her life, she had always effortlessly obtained whatever she desired, and there seemed to

be no Limit to what she could get.

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“Keegan, I won’t give up until you find a girlfriend. Our differences don’t matter; in fact, they

complement us well. They make us a perfect match. You’re the introvert and I’m the extrovert. I can

handle the business side while you take care of our family. It’s an ideal partnership!”

Keegan found himself at a loss for words.

He had the qualities of both an introvert and an outgoing person, making him quite versatile.

The last thing he wanted was to live off his wife.

“Well, the soup is all yours. I’m heading out.”

Doreen tossed her hair back, gave Keegan a sly wink, and strutted away in her stylish high heels.

Keegan watched Doreen walk away. His sense of helplessness only grew stronger in that moment.

“Why is Doreen so difficult to handle?” he muttered to himself, frustration evident in his voice.

“Keegan, don’t you like her?” Deanna asked, noticing Keegan’s distress.

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“What do you think?” Keegan sighed and placed the thermos on the table.

Deanna blinked. “Well, if you truly don’t like her, I can pretend to be your girlfriend.”

Keegan was stunned by her offer; he stared at her for a brief moment, then waved his hand

dismissively. “No need, thanks.”

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He couldn’t afford to upset either of them. Both ladies posed a challenge to him.

“I’m being kind enough to help you. Why are you refusing me?” Deanna protested, dissatisfaction

lacing her words.

Keegan tried to explain himself, his tone earnest. “I didn’t realize you were Brian’s sister at first. If I had

known your true identity earlier, how could I have used you as an excuse? You’re even more influential

than Doreen. If I used you as an excuse, people would still label me living off a woman.”

His complexion was fair, and he stood tall. A touch of artistic pride gleamed in his eyes.

As Deanna looked at him, she sensed the remnants of her own prejudice slowly fading away.

“Well then, let’s forget it. I’m feeling hungry now.”

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