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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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He was under the impression that she was still with Rosalynn, oblivious to the fact that she had

returned home.

Tonight, he had plans to switch rooms with her.

In Wragos, Maggie was busy packing in her apartment.

After their passionate sex, Sanford succumbed to sleep.

As she organized her belongings, she gazed at the man sleeping soundly, her eyes welling up with

tears.

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With a tender touch, she caressed the air above his face, as if to carve his features into her memory.

Her tears clouded her vision, and with a quivering breath, she leaned down to plant a soft kiss on his

forehead.

Her heart ached with the need to leave.

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“I’m sorry, Sanford,” she whispered.

With a heavy heart, Maggie silenced his phone and left him one final message, “Goodbye, my only

love.”

As tears cascaded down her cheeks, she cast one last glance at Sanford, turned, and left.

A slight noise stirred Sanford, his eyelids fluttering momentarily, but sleep reclaimed him, and he

remained unaware of Maggie’s departure.

Outside, Maggie dried her eyes and departed from the apartment.

Beside the road, a car awaited. Karl, spotting her, exited the vehicle and assisted with loading her

suitcase into the trunk before courteously opening the passenger door for her.

“Thank you,” Maggie uttered, her voice quivering with sobs.

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Prior to her return to Wragos, she had reached out to Karl, seeking his assistance for a matter.

Karl, aware of her imminent departure and the end of her relationship with Sanford, caught sight of her

tear-stained face. He hesitated, as if to speak, but ultimately restrained himself.

Silently, he drove off toward Wragos Airport.

Maggie, phone in hand, gazed vacantly at the night sky through the window.

A message alert brought her attention to a text from Brian.

“Come out.” His message was cryptic and brief.

Puzzled, Maggie responded with a pair of question marks.

“I’m outside your room. My room is on the 28th floor. You sleep on the 28th floor tonight,” Brian texted

back.

The message left Maggie reeling.