My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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With his head thrown off to one side from being slapped, Kyson slowly turned his gaze towards her with

a smile that held a hint of anger.

“Me? A lecher? I was merely giving you artificial respiration!”

Zoe retorted, “Who said you could give me an artificial respiration?”

Kyson let out a derisive snort, saying, “Madam, spend too long without air, and you’ll start talking

nonsense. Is that what you’re aiming for?”

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“No! Hold on! Did you call me ‘madam’? Can’t you just say ‘Miss’?”

“What’s wrong with it?”

The two flawlessly delivered their lines as per the script.

It gave off the vibe of a youthful love drama, making people want to tune in.

The director was pleased and instructed them to halt.

“Excellent work, both of you. Your acting was perfect. Especially that slap from the lady. It must have

stung your cheek, right?”

Kyson carefully touched his warm cheek and replied, “Yes, it hurt a bit.”

He never saw it coming that the seemingly gentle girl would deliver such a hefty slap!

“But when giving her artificial respiration earlier, you put your thumb on her lips. It’s not the best move.

You can’t pull that off during our shoot.”

Brewster, the director, highlighted this misstep in Kyson’s acting.

Surprised, Zoe shot a quick look at Kyson.

No wonder it felt odd when he kissed her earlier.

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So, it appeared he didn’t lock lips with her!

Then, her first kiss was still intact!

She felt a mix of joy and guilt.

That slap she gave him earlier? That was all her emotions at play.

Her anger was off the charts, and that was why she smacked him so darn hard.

He must have felt quite a bit of pain!

As Kyson approached Rosalynn, Zoe quickly interjected, “I’m sorry. Did that hurt? What do you say we

head over to the infirmary? Get you checked out?”

Kyson, with a smile, reassured her, “No need. I’m alright.”