My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1563

“Lyndon, have you ever dined here before?”

“Yes, I have,” he admitted.

“With Rosanna, your girlfriend?” she blurted unexpectedly.

Lyndon’s breath hitched. He turned to her with a steady gaze.

“You’re heard of her?”

Rosalynn realized her forwardness.

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Offering an apologetic grin, she added, “Gail once mentioned it me.

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I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought her up…”

“It’s alright,” Lyndon reassured, gazing forward once more, “She was a student here. Whenever I

visited Skrix, she’d bring me to this place.”

Lyndon’s voice had taken on a low, fluid quality. It flowed almost like water as he sank deeper into

reminiscence.

A conflicted expression came to Rosalynn’s face. For a moment, she couldn’t find the words to say to

him.

She could only wait in silence until he came back to the present.

But her own body had other plans. Suddenly, the thick silence was broken with a loud growl from her

stomach, the sound effectively pulling Lyndon back to his senses.

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“Sorry. Are you hungry? Give me a sec. I’ll go park the car,” Lyndon said, looking sheepishly apologetic.

“Okay. I’ll wait here for you.”

Rosalynn smiled graciously and opened the car door to get off.

The food street was crowded and narrow, so the car wouldn’t be able to go in.

Rosalynn stepped out and looked at the throngs of people, their murmurs filling the air, along with

various delectable scents of cooked food.

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One would always find food streets wherever the university campuses were.

The prices were cheap, and the food were all delicious. All of them were suited to the target market,

who were primarily students.

And youth was never without romance. Everywhere Rosalynn looked, the street bore witness to young

love as couples stayed together.

They went in and out, holding milk tea or coffee in one hand while the other remained linked with their

lovers’. They had a sweet expression on their faces, completely enamored with one another.

Rosalynn’s thoughts inadvertently went to Lyndon and how he, too, had once worn the same look on

his face and shared the same experiences with Rosanna.

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