My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1538

With how well he played, one could almost mistake him for a pro.

Her gaze fell on Lyndon next. He was heaving, his face slightly pale, and his hands propped up on his

legs. He didn’t look too well.

Rosalynn’s smile froze. She quickly walked over to them to check the situation.

But the two just resumed their match, grabbing rebounds again.

The ball was in Lyndon’s hand. Brian elbowed him, stealing the ball the next moment and finishing up

with a jump shot in one fluid motion.

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Rosalynn frowned at Brian’s actions.

This time, Lyndon wobbled, falling to the ground the next moment.

His face was covered in sweat, a sick pallor cast on his skin.

Rosalynn quickly ran to him. As she made her way to Lyndon’s curled-up body, she heard Brian’s voice

from nearby.

“Do you still want to continue?” he asked in a voice that dripped with condescension.

Lyndon’s lips moved to answer, but he caught sight of Rosalynn coming over. His eyes gleamed, and

he closed his mouth, bursting into a fit of coughs as he clutched at his chest.

Brian was shocked. Thinking that Lyndon was really unwell, Brian bent down, intending to help him up.

Just then, a woman’s voice came from behind.

“Don’t you know he’s been injured? How could you elbowed him like that?”

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Brian’s movements stopped, his body bent halfway toward the ground.

Before he could come back to his senses, he felt himself being shoved to the side.

Rosalynn squatted beside Lyndon, immediately checking his pulse.

Brian watched the scene in front of him, his eyes turning gloomy. He stared at Rosalynn’s hand on

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Lyndon’s wrist, suddenly overcome with the impulse to pull her hand away.

Was he the bad guy here? Was she blaming him for Lyndon’s fall?

It wasn’t all that uncommon for competitive sports to have a rough edge.

Lyndon had picked such a convenient time!

He fell right as she showed up.

Wasn’t the coincidence a little too perfect?

Lyndon gazed at Rosalynn, his eyes brimming with warmth.

Upon catching Brian’s gaze, Lyndon met his eyes and offered a challenging smile.

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