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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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Chapter: 1165

Brian opened his eyes and gazed tenderly at the woman in his arms.

He reached down and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, then pressed a gentle kiss on her

forehead.

Rosalynn’s brows furrowed slightly. She squirmed and edged closer to his chest.

Brian felt warm and fuzzy. He slowly stroked her deeper into sleep.

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He relished the quiet moment for a while. After glancing at the time, he carefully got out of bed and

padded to the bathroom to wash up.

Just then, a message came in. “Good morning, Mr. Hughes. Breakfast is at the door.”

It was from Edwin.

To refrain from disturbing them, he had wisely left the breakfast he had bought outside.

Brian went to the door to fetch the food.

He put the breakfast on the table, stared at it for a couple of seconds, then went into the kitchen.

Back in the bedroom, Rosalynn rolled over and felt the call of nature.

Her eyelashes fluttered as her eyes slowly opened.

Glancing at the clock, she realized that it was almost eight in the morning.

Brian had turned off her alarm again!

She Lifted the quilt and sat up and stretched. Then she got out of bed, scratching her head as she went

to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

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When she was done, she went out into the Living room. She was expecting to see Brian on the sofa,

working as usual, but he was nowhere in sight.

And then all at once, she was hit by the smell of something burning coming from the kitchen

Frowning, Rosalynn called out, “Brian?”

A crash was the only response she got.

Alarmed now, Rosalynn hurried over to the kitchen to see what was going on.

She was greeted by the sight of Brian in an apron, puttering around at the table.

Countless bottles and jars were littered on the table, not to mention the mess of random spillage here

and there.