My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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He was engaged!

And, unbelievably, Millie was still in the picture.

From now on, he was officially off the market, belonging to another woman.

The realization hit her like a tidal wave, and she felt a bitter taste in her mouth, her eyes slightly

reddening.

Even though she half-expected it, the reality felt Like a cruel blow.

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Perhaps this was the severing of the last thread of hope, the death knell for any possibility between

them.

“Is Miss Kaliyah’s wedding dress ready?” asked a beautiful colleague with blonde hair and blue eyes.

Maggie snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and masked her emotions.

“It’s ready. Is she here to pick it up?”

“Yes, please get it out quickly. Let’s not keep the customer waiting.”

“Alright.”

In Wragos.

The engagement banquet had finally wrapped up.

Janiya, feigning illness, skipped the event. Sanford hadn’t actually reported her to the police.

He just wanted to throw a wrench into her plans.

After the party, Sanford arranged accommodations for his friends, urging them to stay and enjoy the

night.

Most of his friends, being single, gladly accepted.

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Even a few married ones also decided to join a little longer.

His arm around Rosalynn’s waist, Brian announced, “Sanford, we’ll leave first.”

Sanford, waving them off, retorted, “Marriage is a snooze. Go on, spare us the PDA. It’s nauseating.”

Brian chuckled, patting Sanford’s shoulder before leaving the hotel with Rosalynn.

Night fell, and the city’s vibrant nocturnal scene unfolded under the glow of street lamps.

Silence hung heavy inside the car as Brian’s and Rosalynn’s thoughts revolved around Sanford’s

engagement.

Having grown up with Sanford, Brian hoped for his good buddy’s marital bliss.