My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1650

“Yes, I was just coming down for some water.”

Lyndon adorned himself in a black silk loungewear, his gaze tender and brows relaxed.

“Good night, then.”

“Sweet dreams.”

Lyndon observed her retreat upstairs before descending himself.

Catching Brian’s icy stare, he grinned knowingly.

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“It appears Mr. Hughes might find slumber elusive tonight.”

Brian’s arms crossed arrogantly, his expression retaining its customary haughtiness.

“Well, at least I’ve savored the sweetness.”

Lyndon fetched water from the dispenser, unfazed.

“Oh? Does that not make it more challenging for you to sleep?”

Brian detected the derision in his intonation and scoffed, “I surmise you’re having trouble dozing off due

to witnessing our excessive displays of affection.”

Lyndon took a sip of water and cast a sidelong glance at him.

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“Given our collective insomnia, why not indulge in a drink?” he proposed.

Arching an eyebrow, Brian replied, “If you extend the invitation, how could I possibly decline?”

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Tension simmered in the air.

“What are we waiting for, then? Let’s proceed,” urged Lyndon.

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Setting down the glass, Lyndon headed to the wine cabinet to procure a bottle.

Brian strolled leisurely to fetch the glasses.

The two men, one armed with wine, the other with glasses, ascended to the second-floor terrace.

On the third floor, Rosalynn made her way to her room.

Just as she approached her door, a nearby room’s door swung open.

Kyson emerged, seemingly on his way out.

A momentary freeze enveloped them. Then, Kyson lowered his gaze and greeted Rosalynn.

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