My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

The two bodyguards nodded and marched toward Rosalynn, blocking her way.
“Get out of my way,” Rosalynn said coldly and clenched her fists.
“You hurt Miss Morgan. We can’t let you off.”. ©
One of the bodyguards didn’t take Rosalynn seriously and reached out to grab her.
Rosalynn evaded and knocked him to the floor with a kick.
The other bodyguard, taken aback, recognized that Rosalynn was not to be messed with and immediately swung his fist at her.
Rosalynn, maintaining a cold expression, nimbly dodged.
Meanwhile, the bodyguard on the floor jump up, snatched a wine bottle from a passing waiter, and aimed to smash it on
Rosalynn’s head.
Someone shouted, catching Rosalynn’s attention. She glanced quickly and noticed the bodyguard’s reaction.
She tried to dodge but was held back by the other bodyguard.
She believed her head would surely be struck by the bottle.
A loud crash left her in shock.

Rosalynn felt no pain on her head.
She managed to knock down the bodyguard holding her, and as she turned around, she saw another bodyguard writhing on the
floor, clutching his head. ©
And the person who stood in front of him and looked down at him was Brian.
He held a shattered bottle in his hand.
Brian had come to her rescue at the crucial moment.
Rosalyn felt a surge of gratitude and glanced at Brian.
“Thank you.”
Brian looked at her and asked in a soft voice, “Are you alright?”
“Yes.”
If it weren’t for his intervention, her head might have been struck by the bottle.