My Bossy CEO Husband

A gentle expression graced Hutton’s face. “Rosalynn, you remember!”
“Of course! You used to enjoy them when we were kids,” she replied with a nostalgic smile.
“You’re absolutely right. You should have some too,” Hutton said, casting a defiant look in Brian’s direction.
Brian, maintaining his composure, sipped his coffee with elegance, choosing not to engage in an argument with Hutton.
After all, he knew that Rosalynn was all his during the night.
After finishing breakfast, Rosalynn was eager to head home.
“Where are you off to?” Brian inquired.
“I need to go home to grab something and get ready for work.”
She had a job to attend to, and Brian had no valid reason to hold her back, did he?
“What do you need? I can get it for you,” Brian offered, rising from his seat.
Rosalynn felt her frustration building up. “I can handle it myself.”
“Let’s go together,” Brian suggested, grabbing his own belongings and trailing behind her.
Rosalynn shot him an intense gaze, her beautiful eyes ablaze.
Brian glanced at his watch and remarked casually, “You better leave now. If you don’t, you’ll be late for work.”
Hutton sneered, “Why do you always tag along with her?”
Brian glanced at him and replied, “She’s my woman. I can accompany her if I want to.”
He clearly didn’t want Hutton to be alone with Rosalynn.
Hutton knew it.
As soon as Rosalynn stepped into her home, Hutton purposely reached out and gently grasped her shoulder.

“Rosalynn, would you cook for me tonight?”
However, a sharp pain shot through his arm.
In an instant, he was forcefully thrown aside.