My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Your spaghetti ready.”
Not long after, Rosalynn came out of the kitchen, carrying a plate of spaghetti.
In an instant, the room was filled with the pleasing aroma of the food. It was only then that Brian stopped getting biscuits from the
box, which was already half empty. Then, he quickly stood up and walked to the dining room
He thought that if the biscuits were that nice, then the spaghetti should be incredibly delicious as well.
Excited and a bit absent-minded, he accidentally bumped into the tea table.
On top of it was Rosalynn’s bag.
But when he bumped the table, it fell to the floor.
A bit surprised, he subconsciously looked at the bag on the floor.
It seemed that the bag wasn’t closed, so the stuff inside it scattered all over the floor when it fell.
At the same time, the corner of the jade pendant was exposed.
Brian was about to crouch down to collect the scattered items.
With her keen eyes, Rosalynn spotted the jade pendant. ©

She said quickly, “Mr. Hughes, please go ahead and have the spaghetti. | can pick these up myself.”
Brian looked at her and saw her rushing over. She swiftly crouched down and gathered the items into her bag
Her speed was impressive.
“You used to be a sprinter?” Brian joked.
Rosalynn set her bag aside and replied, “| grew up in the countryside and was quite a mischievous child. | did participate in
numerous track and field events at school.”
Mischievous as a child?
But now, she appeared quite elegant.
As the saying went, “One shouldn’t judge a book by its cover.”
Recalling what the director of the orphanage had said, Brian asked, “Are you an orphan?”
Rosalynn glanced at him before looking away.