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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 691
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Chapter: 691

Observing Sanford’s reaction, Brian furrowed his brows slightly. “I believe you should confront her.”

His instincts told him that Maggie was not the kind of woman to engage in such behavior.

“I’ve already ended things with her. There’s no point in seeking answers now,” Sanford dismissed, no

longer willing to dwell on the topic of Maggie. “What about you and Rosalynn? Are you breaking up

too?”

A shadow crossed Brian’s face, his expression darkening.

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“You never seem to want me to find happiness, do you?”

They only had an argument, but they hadn’t reached the point of breaking up just yet!

Sanford chuckled at his own blunder. “Alright, then. What exactly happened between you two? Why is

she accompanying Barlow in the hospital?”

Brian took a sip of wine before answering, “Perhaps it was because I upset her.”

Brian confided in Sanford, recounting every detail of his conversation with Eleanor and the heroic act

performed by Barlow to save Rosalynn.

Sanford raised an eyebrow in amusement. “What a coincidence. Barlow chose the perfect moment to

swoop in. But how on earth did you manage to juggle two women at once? No wonder Rosalynn is

furious.”

Gazing into the depths of his wine glass, Brian contemplated his actions.

“Was I mistaken? I made a promise to Eleanor, and I intend to keep it.

But Rosalynn insists that since I treat Eleanor well, she has the right to treat Barlow however she

pleases. Why must she think that way?”

Sanford let out a chuckle. “It’s a sign that she cares about you.”

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“Care? She didn’t even give me an ounce of respect in front of Barlow.

How can that be considered caring?” Brian retorted with bitterness.

Taking a sip of his wine, Sanford replied, “You’re right. You’ve been bending over backward to please

her all along.”

Brian shot him a glare. “Just keep your mouth shut!”

Sanford’s smile widened. “Oh, Brian, the truth can be rather unpleasant to hear.”

“If I had a needle, I’d sew your mouth shut.”

“Don’t Let embarrassment get the best of you,” Sanford teased.

Noticing the escalating tension, Norwood swiftly intervened. “Alright, alright, enough with your

relationship woes. Let’s drink and enjoy ourselves.”