My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Edwin, remove all the trending topics online related to me. And ask my lawyer to retrieve the divorce agreement my wife left at
the villa.”
Edwin perked up at his boss’s orders.
He knew better than anyone that Brian had never actually dated any woman all this time.
All those scandals had been purposely made up to discredit him and force his wife to ask for a divorce. It seemed that he had
finally achieved his goal.
Meanwhile, Rosalyn took a taxi to the apartment she had bought for herself.
It was located at a prime spot downtown, and her unit boasted of three bedrooms and two living areas. ©
The place was fully-furnished, and the building itself was equipped with the most advanced security system.
Rosalynn put her suitcase away and padded over to the French windows. She looked out into the night, the streets below
peppered with bright city lights. She took out her phone and called her best friend.
“Karina, I’m getting divorced.”
“What? Is that true, Rosalynn? Finally! That’s great news! You’re single again, congratulations! We should go out and celebrate
your newfound freedom!”
“Sure.”
Half an hour later, Rosalynn found herself stepping into Royarid Club. ©

It was touted as the most famous club in all of Wragos, and was a popular hangout for the rich and powerful.
A deafening music blasted on the first floor, where people danced their hearts out under dazzling lights, their sweaty bodies
swaying to the thundering beats.
Rosalynn went up to the second floor, her high heels clicking on the tiled floor. She walked over to a table overlooking the dance
floor, and patted the woman who was already seated.
“Karina.”
Karina Glyn, her best friend, was a pretty girl with a cute face and an endearing demeanor.
“There you are, darling! Let me give you a kiss!”
Karina pulled Rosalyn into a warm hug and planted a sound kiss on the latter’s cheek.
Rosalynn laughed in amusement before pushing her friend away and pouring herself a glass of wine.
“Your husband must be a fool! How could he ignore such a gorgeous and talented woman like you and go out with all those
cheap women whose faces all look the same?” Karina complained as she clinked glasses with Rosalynn.
Rosalynn took a sip of her drink and smiled. “He is an idiot, indeed.”