My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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She mused whether Amalia would recognize her upon seeing her again.

Brian longed to wrap his hand around Rosalynn’s waist.

But the sight of the dog in Rosalynn’s arms made him pause, his hand hanging in the air.

His frown deepened.

Rosalynn’s smile grew wider at this. She balanced the dog in one arm and looped her

other arm through Brian’s.

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“Come on, let’s head in.”

Brian tensed up, then focused ahead as Rosalynn, holding his arm, led him towards the

villa’s gate.

They rang the bell, and soon the door swung open.

Amalia looked surprised to see the pair standing there.

“Mr. Hughes, welcome back!”

Brian gave a small nod and greeted, “Hey, Amalia.”

Rosalynn chimed in with a smile, “Hello, Amalia!”

Amalia gave Rosalynn a once-over, hesitated, and then recognition dawned. “Mrs.

Hughes!”

“Yep, it’s me,” Rosalynn said, smiling.

Amalia clapped her hands together, exclaiming, “Mrs. Hughes, you Look stunning! You’ve

changed so much. I would’ve walked right past you if I hadn’t heard about your reunion

with your family!”

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Rosalynn just smiled.

It made sense that Amalia didn’t recognize her at first.

Rosalynn had been a college student when she got married.

She mostly lived in her dorm, spending only a night or two at the villa on weekends.

Being slightly nearsighted, she always wore her black-framed glasses at the villa.

Moreover, during her visits, she’d stick to the third-floor living room, busy drawing or

writing. She didn’t really chat much with Amalia.

“Amalia, is it okay if we head inside now?”

Amalia was gazing at Rosalynn, lost in thought. Brian, noticing this, gave a helpless smile.

“Of course, please, come on in.” Amalia snapped out of it and moved aside.

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